All Chapters of Marked By My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

~Iris I spent hours staring at the blue lights strung across the ceiling, watching them glow softly in the darkness. Alice had fallen asleep almost immediately, mumbling something about how exhausting basketball training had been before drifting off. I tried to sleep too, but discomfort clung to me. When my eyes finally opened again, the room was still wrapped in darkness. My throat felt dry. Careful not to wake Alice, I slipped out of bed in the thin tank top and shorts I’d borrowed from Alice and padded quietly toward the kitchen, guided more by memory than sight. The house was vast and unfamiliar, I reached for the tap, and then I froze. Someone was humming a song. Soft. Absentminded. A male voice. I stayed perfectly still, my heart pounding as I turned slightly. I could only see his back, illuminated by the faint kitchen light. He was tall, broad shouldered, his frame filling the space effortlessly. A large tiger tattoo stretched across his back, inked wit

~Iris I woke up with a pounding headache, the kind that throbbed behind my eyes and made every sound feel like a hammer. Maybe it was the rough sex from last night. Maybe it was the fresh mark on my neck still burning under the skin. I wasn’t sure which hurt more. I reached for my phone on the nightstand. A message from an unknown number blinked at me, a view once video, three minutes long. I clicked play. It was Eunice, her head buried between another lady’s legs, tongue working relentlessly. The lady moaned loudly, back arching, hands fisting the sheets. I could feel the echo of that pleasure in my own body, even though I hated her. The caption underneath read, “It could be you I’m offering this heavenly pleasure to.” I didn’t finish the video. I swiped out, blocked the number, and added it to the growing list of her burner phones I’d already shut down. This was at least her tenth attempt. Downstairs, I heard voices. I slipped out of bed, careful not to make a sound, and c