All Chapters of My Best Friend's Father: The Man I Shouldn't Want : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Laura's POV.This day was supposed to be perfect.It was my last day in college, and for once, my chest felt light instead of tight. The kind of light that came with endings that promised new beginnings for me.I stood in front of my mirror, turning slowly, smiling at my reflection like I was meeting myself for the first time.But tonight mattered more than anything to me. There was a graduation party happening off campus, and Chad, my boyfriend, had planned everything together.Down to the smallest detail. Matching outfits. Matching Colors. A couple's statement. We were supposed to walk into the graduation party together and let everyone see what we were.I had imagined it so many times.I was adjusting my earrings when Zara, my best friend, walked in. She didn't smile at me. She didn't tease me. She didn't say my name.Her face was calm, almost too calm, but her eyes gave her away. “Laura,” she said softly. “Have you checked your phone?”I felt anxious and I turned to her. “Is ev

Laura's pov.The alcohol burned in my veins. It was louder than my thoughts. I knew this wasn't me. Not the sober me. Not the careful girl who over thought everything and apologized too much. But the alcohol didn't care about who I usually was. It peeled me open and let something reckless breathe.Somewhere in the back of my head, a small voice whispered that I should stop. That I should think. That this wasn't how I acted with strangers.But the voice was drowned out by the rush in my body, by the way my skin felt too sensitive and too alive.I laughed softly, I was breathless and surprised by myself.This is the alcohol, I told myself. This is not really me.Yet, I didn't pull away.“How about you stop flirting with words and start showing me exactly what's on your mind.” he said, leaning his back on the counter.My eyes followed the direction of his movements and they landed right on his dick. It was hard and I could already see how pointed it looked, as it turned me on the more.

Lucas's POV.Weeks passed, but that night refused to loosen its grip on me. It refused to stay where it belonged.That night would always stay in the quiet moments that I had to myself. In the spaces between my meetings and in the way my body reacted before my mind could stop it. I had slept with women before, plenty of them but none of them stayed like this. And none of them followed me into the daylight.Laura did. I remembered her the way you remember a song you didn't mean to fall in love with. The way her body had fit against mine like it had always known where to go.The way she had looked at me without fear and without hesitation, like she wanted something and didn't care what it cost.That look messed with me more than anything else. I tried to drown it out by going out to clubs. I went to bars and loud places.I tried to drown it down the way men like me usually do. I made sure to get close to different women. I allowed them to press their bodies against mine. I let them pu

Laura's POV.I left the office yesterday with so much anger boiling inside of me. This morning, I was already awake but I was still annoyed.I knew exactly who was responsible for it. It was no one else but Lucas. He told me to my face that he wasn't going to fire me no matter what I did to him. But at the back of my head, I knew that I just had to push a little bit further and I would get to piss him off so badly that he has no other choice but to fire me. Because a human being has limits, and those limits he wouldn't be able to control.I made that decision of mine while brushing my hair in front of the mirror. If Lucas didn't react, then I was definitely going to make him do so. In less than two hours I was already in the office but I was late on purpose. I wasn't five minutes, or thirty minutes late. I was two full fucking hours late.When I came into the office I wasn't even rushing. I just walked in majestically, ignoring the glances I got from the other employees who already

Laura's POV.I knew something was wrong the moment the receptionist hesitated to speak to us after searching the computer for our hotel suite vacancy. I was the only one that noticed when she smiled at us nervously. Lucas didn't seem to notice her body expressions because he didn't care.“Yes? Talk to me. I've been standing here for close to five minutes.” he said. The receptionist cleared her throat, then she spoke up. “There seems to have been a mix-up in your booking.” she said.“What kind of mix-up?” I asked, before Lucas could speak. I also didn't fail to see the apologetic look she gave to me.“We only have one hotel suite available.” she voiced out. I turned to look at Lucas, waiting for him to say something, or anything to just fix the mess we found ourselves in.One hotel suite meant a whole lot to me in a negative way. Lucas didn't say anything, he just looked at the receptionist and spoke up.“Okay. That's fine by us.”“Did you just say fine?” I questioned, as he turned t