Semua Bab Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Bab 61 - Bab 70

OLIVIA My gaze pierced the design. Clenching my fists, I muttered every reasonable thought that could escape my lips. Who would have imagined Christian could be this ruthless, pressing me with endless questions? “I think that's all for today,” Christian said as he rose. "And Mrs Bennett, meet me in my office.” The rest of the executives stood. “Wow, I envy your courage, your presentation was flawless,” Mr Williams said with a warm smile that melted my heart like sunlight on ice. “Thank you,” I whispered while he nodded and strode out. I was still gathering my things when Ethan was about to leave.“Excuse me,” my voice halted his step, making him turn. I gestured at the files. “Take them to my office. Thanks.” With that, I walked out. His voice echoed behind me with his footsteps. Entering my office, he said, “I wasn't hired to help you with your documents.” My brow arched. Crossing my arms, “You should be grateful I defended our department despite your incompetence. D

OLIVIA “How dare you hit me?!” he snapped.A dry scoff escaped my lips. “Say another word, and I will hit you again. Did she know what you did?” I asked.“Does she know how you broke into my apartment?” My gaze shifted from Sophie back to him.Sophie’s brows knitted together. “How could you do that Ethan?” she asked, stepping closer to him.“Don’t question me bitch,” he spat, shoving her aside.“You can't call me a bitch when you go around bitching. Or do you think I don't know how you fucked your best friend on her birthday?!” she yelled.I tilted my head, watching the drama unfold like a cheap stage play.I shouldn't have allowed them to constitute a nuisance in my office, yet her words made my chest flutter.“It was a mistake, Sophie. I told you! You wouldn’t let me hit that night!”“I was on my damn period, you jerk!” she roared.I arched a brow. This was clearly their problem, and I had had enough of their chaos.So I slammed my hand on the desk, the sharp sound slicing through

OLIVIAThat night I didn’t know how we ended up having a quickie before we slept. There was something about sharing the same space with Christian. I couldn’t resist the sudden pull and the storm rising in my chest. I shouldn’t have let this turn into something else, yet I couldn’t stop myself. Maybe because I was human, and my emotions were destined to bloom like wildflowers at some point. But no matter what, I had to silence whatever feelings were about to surface, not just for my sake but for the sake of my best friend. I gathered my bag and walked out of the house. The car was already waiting, and I climbed in. Christian sat with a phone pressed to his ear. “Okay Anthony, inform Geraldo I won’t be available for now, so he should send the document to you before coming,” he said, glancing at me. The corner of my lips curved into a smile. During the call, his hand slid around my waist, pulling me to his chest as he kissed me breathless. My hand clung to his shirt, retu

OLIVIA What on earth was he doing in my estate this late? From the color of the car I knew for a fact it's Kyle. He lowered his mirror. “Olivia?” his voice echoed, his eyes fixated on me. I pressed my lips together. “Hey…” I murmured, then he stepped out of the car. “My money, miss.” At a moment like this, the man chose to insist. Kyle glanced between me and the driver. “What’s happening?” Damn, I felt so humiliated, and a lady with red hair descended from the car, glaring at me. The driver must have realized I wouldn't speak. “She refuses to pay for her ride,” he declared in a sharper tone. “Alright, let me handle it.” He passed some cash to the driver. The man shot me a look before driving away. I turned to Kyle. “Thank you so much, I didn't realize I lost my cas…” “It’s fine, you're heading in, right?” he gestured toward the estate gate. I blinked, noticing the girl behind him, and he caught my gaze. “Oh… that's Ella, my cousin. Ella, meet my…” he hesitated

OLIVIAMy heart skipped as I stared around the empty, dark alley.“We can't do that here,” my voice came out lower than I intended.He leaned in, his hand on my perky boobs. “Swear you didn't want this?” he asked, pulling me closer to him.My toes curled as my nipple hardened, without a doubt, I knew I had been soaking wet right from inside the club.“Bu...”“Shush… I would be fast,” he murmured, kissing my neck softly.My breath hitched as his finger slid to my thigh, moving slowly upward until it rested on my thongs.In one swift motion, he ripped them apart, pressing his finger against my damp pussy.“So much wetness for someone who didn't want this,” he whispered into my ear.My chest rose and fell as I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of his hand on my clit. He slid his hand further to my hole, thrusting a finger in.“Fuckkk, Christiannn…” My eyes flew open as I locked onto his stare. He grabbed my thigh, circling it around his waist.His cock traced the entrance of my pus