บททั้งหมดของ Daddy’s Best Friend, My Ruin: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Kaiden DravenI wasn’t the man who was supposed to stand in front of the altar today.And I wasn’t the man who was meant to put a ring on the finger of a woman I didn’t love. Her name was Lara. And that was all I knew.But I was here.And the way we stood in front of the priest felt more like two people waiting for a death sentence than a couple starting a marriage.“Mr. Kaiden, do you take Miss Lara Wilson as your wife?”“I do.”Lara turned her eyes toward me just a little. She was beautiful. Innocent. Scared.None of that changed anything inside me.“Miss Lara, do you take Mr. Kaiden as your husband?”She gasped softly before she whispered, “I do.”The priest smiled.I didn’t. I had nothing to smile about.“You may kiss the bride.”I placed my hand on her waist. She was shaking.My other hand slid to her neck, pulling her closer.I kissed her. A kiss empty of anything.*****************Maldives, 12:24 AMI was breathing hard as I looked at the woman lying on the bed like a perfect

Tara Blakewood POVI went out to clear my mind and sort through my thoughts about my fiancé and our future. Yet, somehow, my mind kept drifting to a man completely different from him, my father’s friend.Within minutes, I arrived home. At the entrance, I bumped into my brother, Andreas, who still annoyed me with his childish antics.“My sister Tara, I missed you.”“I missed you too, Andreas.”I walked into the living room, greeted my father, and sat next to my mother.“We were talking about you, Tara.”“And what were you talking about?”“Your university studies. Recently, I thought it would be good for you to gain some experience in this field.”My father added, “I have a friend, Kaiden. He’s an experienced lawyer, never lost a case. He handles big cases and charges high fees. You could intern with him.”“But he’s from another country. I don’t want to be far from my family.”My father smiled warmly. “Sweetheart, even if you go to the farthest place, I’ll be with you in spirit. The cho

Tara Blakewood POV“Kaiden, what are you doing??”She asked as if our position didn’t already say everything. I was sure she was his wife, Lara. Something crept over me, wetting my face, ruining my light makeup. My tears!And him? No reaction. He just stayed in position. He didn’t move closer and straightened his torso after bending slightly to match my height.I pressed my lips together to stop any sound. I felt suffocated. As always, I wanted to run. But I didn’t take a single step before he pulled me closer…I tried to push him away, but he was like a mountain.. immovable. I felt hot breaths brush through my hair to my ears, sending shivers and waves of heat across my body.“Stop moving… I know what I’m doing.”I had already frozen when his breath brushed my neck and ear. I lifted my head, looking at him through tear-filled eyes… He raised his hand, placing the palm on my cheek.I had never felt so small. His hand covered my entire face. He placed his thumb under my eye, exactly wh

Tara Blakewood POV“Since you went against me, I’ll show you something you never expected, Tara.”Kaiden said this while his breath seemed to numb my mind and all my senses. I kept my composure, though.Being close to him felt dangerous, and I didn’t like it one bit. I quickly pulled my hand away from under his.I wanted to escape, but I didn’t even turn before he opened the secretary’s office door, gently pushed me inside, then followed and closed the door without using a key.“Mr. Kaiden, stop! Your secretary might come in at any moment.” I said, looking at anything but him.“If this is her office, it’s also my company, Tara Blakewood.”There was no room for argument now. He was right.He stood only a few inches away. His hand, placed beside my head, made me shift my gaze toward him.I closed my eyes tightly, squeezing them, and my body started to tremble. I clutched the edges of my skirt, pressing it hard. My hands were sweaty—I could bet some drops had slipped onto my forehead—and

Tara Blakewood POV“I told you, your little outbursts in front of me… they won’t do you any good. Don’t mention your fiancé.”I followed the path of his hands as they moved toward my face. Then he placed both palms on my cheeks, his thumbs gently wiping away the few tears that remained.I thought he might apologize for what he did to my poor thigh, but this was what he said instead. He pulled his hands away from my face roughly. I crossed my arms and turned my gaze to the other side, resting my bag on my lap.“Don’t toy with me, damn it!”“And who said I’m toying?”I answered shortly, “You!”“Move that bag.”I looked at him as he commanded me, and his gaze was truly frightening, as if it carried a threat on its own. I moved the bag aside and placed it behind me.I followed his hands as they reached into the car drawer. He pulled out a small tube of ointment, which immediately made my mind spin in two directions: first, he might put it on my thigh, and second, that wasn’t just ointment