All Chapters of Taming My Best Friend's Uncle: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

JeanetI look around for a place to hide while in my mind, I say a string of curses towards Linda for being so nosy. I bump into a table and stub my toe. "Fuck," I murmur before placing a hand to cover my mouth. "Who is in there?" Linda asks Damien. "Where?" Damien asks her. "I know what I heard, uncle. Anyway, have you seen Jeanet? The last time I saw her was when she was bringing you a sandwich, and then all of a sudden, I see Rachel. What was she doing here anyway?" I hide somewhere behind the bookshelf where no one can see me, just in case Linda decides to force her way into the study. "Linda, you ask too many questions," Damien sighs. "Can we discuss this tomorrow? I need to work.""In the dark?""There is light," Damien says impatiently. "Yes, a sunset color for a romantic setting. Was this for Rachel?" He exhales. "I'm going to slam this door on your face.""You know you won't. Where's Jeanet?" "I don't know," Damien says. "Okay, there's no need to be so moody."The ne

JeanetI don't know what I was thinking, but it is much more difficult to pull Damien by his hand than I imagined. His lips twitch as he stands rooted in place. At this point, I'm panting and completely out of breath, but he has barely moved. "This is not funny," I groan."Come on, it is a little funny.""I'm glad you find it funny," I huff, but the truth is that I'm just glad that he is smiling, despite everything that is going on. "Don't make me try to pull you again. Let's go.""My lawyer is going to get here soon.""So, should I go and get you something to eat?""I guess," he breaks into a full-blown beam. He looks so amazing, and my heart almost skips a beat."Why are you still smiling?" I try to sound irritated. "Because I'm surprised that you wanted to drag me out of here when the entire staff is right outside. Are you not afraid of what they would say?""I was willing to do anything to get you to eat."His lips form a thin line. "That's very sweet.""I will be right back." I

JeanetI am sitting on the reception area for about thirty minutes just glaring at the door. It's unfortunate that the room is soundproof, because my mind is playing tricks on me.I am picturing Camile laid out on the table and Damien doing things I would rather not think about. The door opens without any warning, and no matter how I focus on my attention on the screen of the computer in front of me, I know that she noticed how I was staring at the door. She walks towards the table, grinning. "Latte art? Very matured, but it was cute anyway.""What do you want from me?" I snap. "Nothing," she smiles. "I just find you...interesting.""I wish I could say the same about you," I mumble.She laughs. "Your pencil is broken," she says, staring at my hand. I open my mouth to say something, but I don't know what. Damien walks out of his office, and stands next to Camile. "Let's go, Cammy." He doesn't even spare me a single glance. It's as if someone covered me with an invisible cloak. "Da