All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Formidable Father : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Time to get it done

"But they are not that big." Mr. Vincent said, flexing his arms and checking them out. He let out a small breath, looking down at his biceps as if he were evaluating his progress. The way the muscle bunched under his skin made Emily’s pulse quicken, but she kept her face steady. "Sandra said the event has a dress code. You didn't tell me." Emily said as she leaned against a weight bench, crossing her arms so that her own chest was pushed up slightly, drawing his eyes without being too obvious about it. "Ohhh! Yes, I forgot to tell you. You have a red dress, right? I think it's among the dress code." He picked up a water bottle and took a long sip. His Adam's apple moved up and down in a way that Emily found incredibly attractive. It was funny how she found almost everything about him attractive. "Why do I love everything about him." She soliloquized while staring at him. "Yes, Sandra told me." She replied. "Though I don't have red shoes, I planned on buying them with the

Completely exposed

Mr. Vincent was on a call, discussing some business logistics with a business partner when he heard a soft knock on his door.. "The door is open. You can come in." He answered without turning around. He knew it was Emily. Emily pushed the door and stepped inside. She carried the laundry basket in front of her, but she held it low enough to ensure her chest was the first thing he would see. As he turned to say something, the words died in his throat. His eyes dropped instantly to the front of her shirt. The wet fabric was almost transparent, clinging to the round, heavy curves of her breasts like a second skin. Every breath she took made her chest rise and fall in a way that was impossible to ignore. He stopped talking mid-sentence as his gaze fixed on the dark circles of her areolae visible through the soaked cloth. He was so distracted that the person on the other end of the line had to call his name twice before he snapped back to reality. "Yes... Yes… I will take a good look a

First kiss

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I promise I will delete those pictures, and I won't do that again." Mr. Vincent said. He felt ashamed, realizing how far he had fallen from the image of the responsible father and businessman he tried to project. "Better, because I'm here now to do things they couldn't do for you." She said, looking deep into his eyes. She didn't back down; instead, she moved closer until her wet shirt was brushing lightly against his chest. "You don't need them again. Once we are done fucking our brains out, you can go ahead and wipe them off your phone." Mr. Vincent couldn't believe that her daughter's best friend was saying all that. He never knew she was that naughty. He had been seeing her as just an innocent girl who comes over to her best friend's house for sleepovers and movies, but the woman standing in front of him now was a predator, and he was standing like her prey. As much as he wanted to fuck her right there, the thought of her daughter a

Ruined

Emily sucked his lower lip, pulled it a little, and clashed her lips against his again in hunger. She kissed him harder, wrapping both hands around his neck and pressing her breast against his chest. It was a moment she had been waiting for, and she wasn't disappointed. She was enjoying every bit of it. His soft lips, the way he was kissing her back and exploring her mouth, and his strong arms around her. It was a feeling she had never experienced before in her life. She could feel his heart thumping hard against hers, the vibration of his groans echoing in her chest. She could feel his manhood poking her. The hardness of it against her belly was driving her crazy, making her grind her hips against him in search of more pressure. She couldn't wait to get to the stage where she would kneel down and give him the sloppiest blow job ever. She wanted to taste him, to feel him throbbing in her throat just like she had imagined while watching him masturbate. As the kiss got hotter, she

Time to go

For Mr. Vincent, the room felt like a tomb immediately she was gone. He sat on the bed, staring at the door. A part of him was regretting why he pushed her away. He would have fucked. He already had her. That was what he had been craving since the first day he saw her. She just offered herself to him and he ended up fucking it up. He imagined how her mouth and lips would have felt on his dick and how she would have sounded screaming his name for real. The ache in his groin was almost unbearable, and he felt as if he had lost a precious chance. But a part of him reminded him of their relationship, telling him that he made a good move. He thought about Sandra and the trust she had in him. If he had gone through with it, he would never be able to look his daughter in the eye again. He doesn't want to cheat on his fiancee as well. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He tried to get rid of the thoughts and prepare for the event. He stood up and went back to the

Luxury lifestyle

She got to the sitting room, and he wasn't there. As she was about to call and tell him she was waiting, he showed up, wearing his blue suit. He looked different from the man she kissed in the room. She looked like the formidable CEO she always knew him as. He looked powerful, his suit tailored to perfection and hugging his broad shoulders in a way that commanded respect. "Let's go." He said with an aura she hadn't witnessed since she came to the house. He was a different person. He didn't even look at her to compliment her dress or tell her how beautiful she looked. He walked past her with a brisk pace, and she had to hurry to keep up with his long strides. Just as they got outside, Emily was shocked to see three luxury cars lining up and packing in front of them. The black paint of the SUVs glistened under the afternoon sun. Ten men wearing black suits and shoes rushed out, lined up, and bowed their heads slightly without saying a single word. She didn't see that coming. That was

Desmond and Tricia showed up

She adjusted her gown a little, waiting for the next couple that would pass so she could join them. She didn't wait up to half a minute, and an older couple showed up. They look like they are in their seventies. The man was walking with a wooden walking cane, and the woman had a thick fur wrap around her shoulders.She greeted them, and they responded nicely to her. They gave her a polite, distant smile, the kind of smile wealthy people give to those they assume belong in their world. They went on, and she followed them while keeping a respectful distance. They didn't even look back. They were talking and laughing without knowing that she was following them. When they got to the entrance door, the man presented his card to the security officer, and he glanced at it. The officer was a tall, broad-shouldered man with an earpiece on his left ear."You can go in, sir." The door opened, and they stepped inside. The sound of chattering noises spilled out from the hall for a brief second b

Entry granted

"First, I'm not here because of you. I'm not even expecting a low class like you here. I thought it was for important people." She said, and his face turned a deep shade of red. He felt like slapping her, but the presence of the security guard held him back. "Secondly, even if you are the only man on Earth, I will still remain single." She scoffed. "You can rant all you want, but the truth is that you still need me in your life. I would have fired your dad, but as the good man I am, I decided to give you some time." Desmond sneered, trying to regain his dominance by bringing up her father's job. He adjusted his bow tie, looking at her as if she were dirt beneath his polished shoes. "I don't even have your time." Emily said and turned to the security officer. She was getting pissed off. "I wouldn't have met these people here if you had not delayed me. How long will I have to wait?" "I've told you to leave. I will never let you in without an invitation card." The security officer

Mr. Vincent table

When she got inside, it was as if she entered another world. The whole place was well decorated with white and golden items. The walls, the furniture, the tables, and the chairs. Each table has a bottle of expensive wine, bottles of water, and other items on top of it, depending on the level. The tables were arranged in clearly defined elite tiers. The Bronze tables were reserved for guests whose net worth ranged from one hundred million to nine hundred million dollars, making them the lowest tier in the hall. Next were the Silver tables, occupied by those worth between one billion and forty nine billion dollars. Above them sat the Gold tables, designated for individuals whose fortunes didn't exceed ninety-nine billion dollars, but not less than fifty billion dollars. At the very top were the Diamond tables, reserved exclusively for those worth over one hundred billion dollars. There were only two people in that category—Mr. Vincent and Sir Orton. But Emily was confused. Mr. Vi

The seat

As she was walking majestically towards the table, she could feel their eyes on her. It was as if she was walking towards her throne. The red silk of her gown rippled with every confident step she took, her stilettos clicking against the floor like a countdown. She got to the table and looked back at Desmond and Tricia. Their eyes were on her as if she were about to steal something. Just as she was about to sit down, an older-looking waitress yelled from nowhere, "Don't you dare sit down there," alerting other guests. All eyes turned to her. It was as if she was about to commit a big offense. The waitress rushed forward, waving her hands frantically as if Emily were about to touch a hot stove. The conversation in the immediate area died down and was replaced by sharp gasps and curious whispers."Any problem?" Emily asked, keeping a neutral face. She didn't flinch. She kept her hand on the back of the gold-plated chair, keeping cool as she looked at the frantic woman."What are y

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