Semua Bab 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Elena’s POV“You’re not listening…” My shaky fingers grip Riley’s hand before I can steady myself. “I have to go!” Her left brow arches and she flashes a naughty grin. “Oh… You’re on fire, huh?” She cackles and chews on her bottom lip. “I knew somewhere deep down, you were a firecracker.”Jeez!I puff, arguing with drunk Rey is as useless as arguing with a potato. But I know for sure that I don't have much time left before my body caves in. I feel the heat in my belly slowly rise, engulfing me more than I can handle. I’m trembling, in a bit to anchor myself, my hand squeezes Rey’s hand a bit too tightly, and she winces. “Easy!” She tries to outdo the loud music. “You’re gonna break my wrist!” “Sorry,” I mumble and pull back.The first few seconds have me trying to stand on my own two feet that suddenly feel foreign. I don't wait to be all stable when I turn to leave. My trembling legs clap whenever I try to double my pace. “Remember the rules!” Riley yells after me. ‘Play saf

Mum is… dead?!The intense cold that runs down my spine has me breathless for a moment. It feels like my heart has stopped beating and I’m turning into a ghost. My hand can barely hold the phone to my ear. A wave of confusion and pain, and everything bad cripples me. “No…” I break out with hysterical laughter. “A prank, right? This is a prank.”It has to be. “I… I think mum is dead.” “You think? You know?” I'm panicking. “What are you saying?!” My voice roars like thunder, it feels suffocating.“Just come to the hospital, okay?!” She matches my energy, her tone sounds angry. Then she ends the call. I guess I deserve it. If I were attentive to my ringing phone and not my sick moan while I finger myself, just maybe things would be different. In a flash, I put on my clothes, and dash out of the studio. One minute, I’m standing on the lonely street and waving down a cab, the next, I'm in the hospital. It's like I teleported. I had to pay the driver extra bucks to match the gear.

Elena’s POV“Great choice. I knew you’d take it. And nope, I’m not forgetting the extra grand.” Lady Zee cackles. I mean, it's great that she remembers every penny. “I’ll send half the pay as soon as I drop this call. Take three days or a week—”“Twenty-four hours.” I interrupt her. “That’s all I need.”There’s a short pause. I can sense her shock. We remain silent until she decides to break it.“Just to remind you…”“I don't like mediocre jobs.” I complete her anthem. “Yes, I know.” She sighs. “In that case, I look forward to it.” The call drops. I hold onto the sink to steady myself and suck in cool air. My buzzing phone distracts me. Expecting the half pay, I hastily open it to see the credit notification.$36k!She didn't send half as she promised, it's the whole amount and the bonus. I press my lips in a thin smile, as if containing the rush of excitement. It's barely half the surgical fee but it will do. A wave of relief settles in, slowly replaced by guilt and questions

Elena’s POVIntoxicated on old semen, I set the massage candles on small fanciful plates that form a big circle, and light them, one by one until they form a circle of flames around me. I peel off my soaked jeans and let them drop to the floor. My sloppy cunt leaves me dripping. I watch the thin creamy wetness that once clung to the jeans dangle in restless waves before latching onto my thigh and clinging to it.I strip off every piece of clothing until I’m butt naked, then go about setting up my workfield; an empty canvas on an easel, my pencils and paintbrush, and all of my working items. “Good to go.” I take in a greedy sniff of the boxers before keeping in it back in the safe. Next, I put on my pair of red lace lingerie. The half-cut bra cups my breasts so delicately, yet leave a good amount for anyone to feast on. It cuts across the dark pink area of my nipples, giving wild thoughts to anyone who sees the pink dots of my areola lining the top of my bra, up to the soft swell o

Elena’s POV“I’m keeping the portrait.” Dominic’s tone is flat, giving no room for argument.It's a command, not a request. Yup, this is a part of him I skipped during the introduction. “Fine,” I shrug. I can always draw a new one so there’s no need to beg. “You can have it—”“365 days.” He cuts me off, eyes feasting on my body. “You’ll be my secretary.” I pause, confused. All I heard was 365 days and something about being his secretary, but nothing seems to make sense. “You… You want a secretary?” I stammer, heart racing again. “I’m not interested.” “You’re smart,” he arches a brow. “Very smart.” Then he leans forward, studying me closely. I try to take a step backward but my legs are glued to the ground. My hands remain folded over my body. It's hard to just stay and talk, not when my body needs another kind of talking. “How about we quit playing games?” He continues.Yes! I know you like me as much as I like you… maybe just a little, but grab my legs, throw them apart, and