All Chapters of Pucking The Forbidden : Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

Ava's POV “We need to talk dad.” I said coldly and climbed the stairs to his study. I did not bother to look at his face as I walked past him. I pushed the door open and the familiar smell of books hit me and tea? Well, that's new. My dad would normally not drink tea. But now, since his health has been teetering on the edge, he must have been compelled to start taking it and I'm sure it has the hand of Helen in it. “What do you want Ava? It's been a long day for me and you know it.” He said immediately he walked on and closed the double doors behind him. Thankfully. I don't want Helen listening to how rude I might be in the next couple of minutes. “You know why I'm here dad. Don't let us pretend. Let us get straight to the point.” I rested on the side of his table and looked directly at him as he rounded the table and dropped his bag on it and he sat down. He looked a little tired, but still hyper too. Well, that's good. “In all honesty, I don't know. So, how about you enlighten

Ava's POV After that day, we did not talk again. I've not been able to shake off the feeling that he hates me now. I was damn sure of it. And I don't know if I would be able to continue my life like that. I couldn't reach out to him, even though I wanted to. Something told me that he had already blocked me. Another told to try it out and see if he actually did do it. There was something in his gaze the day we saw last that made me know that he was done. And I don't know how to explain myself. I don't know how to tell him that it was all my dad while I was the one who did the damage. How would that even make any sense? After two weeks of hell at work, I resigned. I don't know if interns actually resigned. But I've actually done more than enough to fill my log book up and when I went back to campus a couple of days back, my supervisor gave me my full mark which I was thankful for. That has to be the only good thing in my grey like right now. My heart hurts and I missed him so much.

Ethan's POV:Now, I'm rambling. Way to go Ethan. I'm suddenly nervous. I thought that he'd still be mad, when he actually smiled. That was when I saw that he was tall. Not really. But for an obvious bottom, even though I knew that not all bottoms are short, he should be around five nine. His hair was blond with streaks of golden brown in it which made his green eyes pop. What is going on right now? I was never interested in the features of guys before. If it was not Liam, I'm not exactly down. He sat down back and continued with his drink. “My name is Ollie.” He said from the side and I nodded. “I'm Ethan. Nice to meet you Ollie.” He did look like an Ollie. There was no handshake involved. And there was this comfortable silence around us which made me feel at ease. I was upstairs where the VIP people stayed. And the reasons that could make him be here was if he was an escort, which he was not dressed or looked like one, or maybe he worked here, that was out too. Or if he was a