All Chapters of Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Jenna's POV Driving to the club, I sauntered into the VIP room I always occupied. These days I frequent this place to pass the time. “Would you like anything, Miss Hayes?” the bartender asked with a smile. “The usual,” I murmured with a dismissive wave, closing my eyes for a brief moment. Even though I was glad Olivia was finally happy with my father. I couldn’t help but dwell on my tangled emotions. No matter how I tried to appear indifferent, I couldn’t stop the persistent ache in my chest. And I didn’t want to be the kind of woman who didn’t know when to draw the line. “Thank you,” I murmured to the bartender, who returned it with a smile. He poured vodka into my glass before he walked away. Maybe I should just call one of my girls I thought inwardly. Then I scrolled through my contacts. My eyes narrowed as I re-considered my options. Damn, I had driven all of them away because of Olivia. Running my fingers through my hair, my gaze swept across the dance floor.

Olivia's POV I blinked hard, and the next moment he wrapped me in a hug. When he pulled away, I steadied myself. “Micheal? What on earth are you doing in New York?” I finally found my voice as a radiant smile spread across my face. He was my childhood companion, we shared and did everything together before he moved to another country. It had been years, and I couldn’t believe he recognized me instantly. “Wow girl, I wasn’t expecting to see you here. Look at you,” he murmured, his eyes roaming over me. My lips curved as I tapped his shoulders lightly. “What do you mean look at you? I barely recognized you, but then it is youuu!!” My voice brimmed with joy.I missed him deeply. “Of course, how could you not miss your childhood sweetheart?” he teased, making me roll my eyes. “Excuse me, I was thirteen,” I blurted with a laugh, and he chuckled too. “I know. So what are you doing here? I never imagined bumping into you in New York.” That was when I remembered I was here to get

Olivia's POV Staring at my phone, I still couldn’t grasp what was wrong with Jenna and this Scott guy. She insisted she was safe, but I'm still worried, so I called her again. “What’s happening?” Christian asked as he glanced at me. I longed to tell him, but I couldn’t summon the courage to tell him the truth, so I smiled. “I wanted to ask something from Jenna… oh, she has picked.” I quickly excused myself. “Hey babe, what’s going on with you?!” I whispered. Her hushed tone echoed. “That bastard was staying at the penthouse of my hotel, he had access, Liv, how dare he?! Who the hell is he? Scarth that, I need to search about him.” She didn’t even let me speak before she ended the call. My mouth hung open. I can't believe this was the same person I was worried about. All she was thinking about was about how the guy could afford the penthouse. I shook my head and turned to see Christian staring at me intently. “I still don’t understand what’s going on between the two of y

Jenna's POV My breath caught in my throat. “You wouldn't dare hold me down,” I hissed, and that arrogant smirk curved across his face again. “Then watch me... To the Estate,” he ordered the driver. My finger clenched into a fist as I watched him recline, shutting his eyes. In that instant, my hand darted to his neck, squeezing him with all the strength I had, yet the bastard didn't even twitch nor bother to open his eyes. Not that I cared. My other hand slid toward his pants pocket, searching for his gun, but I found nothing. By chance, my finger brushed his cock. Just as I lifted my gaze to his face, a sharp gasp escaped my lips when he suddenly grabbed my hand, yanking me into him. In a blink, I straddled him, my eyes widening.He snapped his eyes open, his palm gripping my ass to hold me in place. “What are you doing?” He whispered. I swallowed, breath ragged. “Let me go,” I muttered, wriggling against his hold, but it was futile as his hand tightened. He stayed si

Jenna's POVAfter I punched him in the face last night, the madman locked me up in a room alone all night.I tried to break through the door and searched for any clue to escape, but he proved he was smarter.I ran my hand through my hair. I felt like talking to my dad about this, but then I think I could handle the situation myself as long as he did not plan to take my life.A sharp breath escaped my lips as I paced back and forth. Suddenly, my steps halted as I turned to the door. It opened. The arrogant jerk stood there wearing only pants, with tattoos covering his arms. His sculpted abs looked enticing and almost made me salivate before I snapped back to reality.“This is kidnapping!” I blurted out, glaring at him.He gave a casual shrug, I drew close to him. “Depends on how you see it. If you had listened to me, maybe we would not be here right now.” My stomach twisted at his words.“Can you let me go now? My dad must be worried about me,” I tried to lie my way out, but his mout