All Chapters of Marked By My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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What am I feeling?

~Iris “Letter of Expulsion!” I couldn’t believe what my eyes had just translated to my brain. I had walked into Miss Eunice’s office with my head high, feeling like a queen. She had sent for me, and I assumed it was to present my award. An award for Best Overall Brilliant Student wasn’t new to me, I had topped the results again this session. But this? “Ma, I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” I said carefully, staring at the paper. “I’m seeing a letter of expulsion here instead of…” She didn’t let me finish. Miss Eunice rose from her chair abruptly. As she approached me, her presence filled the room. Her dress was fitted and unapologetically bold, hugging her curves, the neckline cut low enough to reveal the generous swell of her breast. She always dressed like that, confident, provocative but who ever dared confront the Vice Councillor about it? Worse enough, she's the Alpha's only sister. It's impossible to confront her, not when she held your future in her hands.

He Marked Me.

~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

Fucked to stupor!

~Iris He kept going, slowly, deeper, punishing thrusts into my throat until black spots danced at the edges of my vision. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs burned, saliva dripped down my chin in thick strings, my eyes streaming tears. He watched every second of it, jaw clenched, growling low in his chest like he was claiming something that had always been his. Finally, he pulled out with a wet pop. I gasped, coughing, gulping air only for him to grab the thin silver cross chain around my neck. He wrapped it once around his fist and yanked me up hard. I stumbled to my feet, gasping, legs shaking. He spun me around fast, pressing my boobs to the cold tiles plastered on the wall. My breasts flattened against the surface, nipples aching from the friction. Before I could position myself comfortably, his palm cracked across my ass, hard, stinging, the sound echoing in the quiet kitchen. I moaned loud, broken, shamelessly. He spanked me again, harder, then leaned over me, his chest to

Guess who can't get enough of me?

~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

Guilty

~IrisI walked over to lock my closet, fingers fumbling with the key, when the door swung open behind me.Alice stepped in and closed it with a soft click that somehow sounded louder than a slam. Her skirt was shorter than usual, ridiculously short, riding high enough that I could see the smooth expanse of her thighs as she moved. She knew exactly what she was doing.“I know you’ve been trying to avoid me, Iris,” she said, voice low and firm, no room for excuses.“I’m sorry, I…” I started, racking my brain for something that wouldn’t sound like the lie it was.“I’ve been through things lately? I’m busy with classes? Life hasn’t been the same?” She cut me off, eyes narrowing. “Isn’t that the bullshit you were about to feed me? Do you think I’m stupid?”The anger in her face made the guilt twist harder in my gut. I couldn’t even look at her properly.She stepped closer, tears already glistening. “Do you remember who started this between us? You did. You kissed me first. You pushed me o

Strange Feelings

~IrisHe caressed my face with the back of his knuckles, slow and deliberate, like he was memorizing every curve.“You beautiful little wolf,” he murmured, voice rough with something that sounded almost like wonder.Then his mouth crashed into mine, hard, hungry, no gentleness left. His teeth caught my lower lip, biting down sharp enough to break skin. I moaned into him, the sting mixing with pleasure until blood bloomed between us, sliding with our saliva as our tongues tangled.His hand slid up my side, slipping under the thin fabric of my gown without tearing it this time. His fingers found my breast, he cupped it possessively, thumb rolling over the nipple before he pinched hard.Pleasure shot through me, sharp, but something snapped.I jerked back, breaking the kiss, and slapped him across the face. The sound cracked loud in the quiet suite.He didn’t flinch. He just touched the red mark blooming on his cheek and smiled slowly, dangerously.I yanked my gown straight, hands shaki

The Alpha's Visit

~EuniceI was flipping through the stack of student files on my desk, routine paperwork that usually bored me to death when Iris Rivera’s folder landed in my hands.I opened it without thinking, and there she was, the passport photo staring back at me.Even in that stiff, official shot she was stunning. Dark waves framing her face, full lips curved just enough to look like a secret, eyes that seemed to dare you to look longer.I’d seen pretty girls before, plenty but none like this. None that made my pulse kick up with one glance.I set the file down and grabbed my phone, fingers already typing her name into Facebook before I could stop myself.Her profile wasn’t private. Good girl.I scrolled straight to the album from last summer, beach photos. There she was in a black bikini, water glistening on her skin, curves on full display as she laughed at the camera. One shot had her lying on her stomach in the sand, back arched just enough to show the dip of her waist, the swell of her hi

Little Wolf

~IrisThe next morning hit me like a hangover I hadn’t earned from alcohol.I woke up tangled in Alice’s sheets, her arm still slung over my waist, her breath warm against my shoulder. For a second, everything felt almost normal.I slipped out of bed before she stirred, grabbed my clothes, and headed for the shower. The hot water did nothing to wash away the ache between my legs or the memory of his hand on my throat.By the time I was dressed, Alice was up, watching me with that soft, hopeful smile that twisted the knife deeper.“You were restless all night,” she said, coming up behind me at the mirror, arms sliding around my waist. “Bad dreams?”“Something like that,” I muttered, forcing a smile.She kissed the side of my neck, right over the scarf I’d wrapped tight again and I tensed so hard she felt it.“You okay?” she asked, pulling back, concern creeping into her voice.“I’m fine. Just… nervous about classes.”She let it go, but I saw the doubt flicker in her eyes.The day drag

Broken Bond

~DuncanI’d been waiting in the penthouse suite for thirty minutes, scrolling through mindless videos on my phone, clips that were supposed to be funny, but none of them landed. Nothing was funny tonight.8:30.She was late.That little wolf was testing me, and every extra minute she made me wait chipped away at the thin thread of patience I had left. I wasn’t used to waiting. I wasn’t used to wanting like this, head over heels, chasing a girl half my age who’d already slapped me once and run twice.But the bond between us didn’t care about pride. It burned under my skin, demanding her. And if she kept playing these games, thinking she could stay away, I’d remind her on my terms exactly who she belonged to.The door finally clicked open.I dropped the phone on the side table and crossed the room in three strides.“I’m sorry, I…” she started, eyes wide, breath already coming fast.I didn’t let her finish.I scooped her up, hands under that perfect, soft ass, lifting her like she weigh

Tomorrow, Little Wolf.

~Duncan She scrambled off the bed, snatching her scattered clothes with shaking hands. The sheet fell away from her body as she dressed, quick, jerky movements, like she couldn’t get away from me fast enough. Her back was to me, skin still flushed and glistening from what we’d just done, the curve of her ass marked with faint red from my grip. I stayed seated on the edge of the bed, naked, watching her. My cock still wet from her, chest rising slow and steady while hers heaved with panic. She yanked her top over her head, then her skirt, fingers fumbling with the zipper. “I hope this will be the last time we meet, Alpha Duncan,” she said, voice bright with forced triumph as she grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She stormed out without looking back, the door clicking shut behind her like a period at the end of a sentence she thought was final. I sat there in the quiet. Then I smiled. Slow. Dark. She really thought the missing mark meant she was free. Sh

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