All Chapters of MY FATHER'S BESTFRIEND [short steamy stories]: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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MY FATHER'S BESTFRIEND 1

The air in the executive suite tasted of ozone and expensive sandalwood. Elena stood before the heavy oak door, her fingers trembling as she clutched a manila folder. She had double-checked the spreadsheets three times, but a single misplaced decimal point in the quarterly projections had slipped through. In Julian's world, a decimal point was not a typo; it was a failure of discipline. She pushed the door open. Julian sat behind a desk carved from a single slab of obsidian, his charcoal suit fitting his broad shoulders with surgical precision. He didn't look up. His fountain pen scratched against a cream-colored page with a rhythmic, predatory sound. "Close the door, Elena." The click of the latch sounded like a gunshot in the silence. Elena stepped forward, the carpet muffling her heels. "The report, Mr. Thorne. I found the error. I've corrected it." Julian finally looked up. His eyes, a cold, piercing grey, tracked her movement with an intensity that made her skin prickle. He

Last Updated : 2026-07-20

MY FATHER'S BESTFRIEND 2

The rain drummed a relentless, rhythmic beat against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, blurring the neon skyline of the city into a smudge of violet and gold. Inside, the silence was thick, broken only by the steady tick of a grandfather clock that sounded like a countdown. Elena stood in the center of the room, her shoulders hunched. In her hand, she held a printed email chain. She had forgotten to cc the legal department on a contract amendment for the Sterling account. It was a clerical oversight, a momentary lapse in a whirlwind of a Tuesday, but in the architecture of Julian’s expectations, it was a structural failure. Julian didn't look up from his monitor. The blue light of the screen cast sharp, angular shadows across his face, emphasizing the hollows of his cheeks and the stern set of his jaw. "I've read the chain, Elena." "I know. I'm sorry, Mr. Thorne. I was rushing to meet the five o'clock deadline and I simply—" "You simply forgot." "Yes." "The

Last Updated : 2026-07-20

MY FATHER'S BESTFRIEND3

The city outside was a blurred canvas of grey and charcoal, the afternoon sky heavy with the threat of a storm. Inside the glass walls of the executive tower, the atmosphere was even more suffocating. Elena sat at her desk, her eyes scanning the screen for the tenth time. She had been perfect for three weeks. Three weeks of flawless reports, zero missed emails, and an obsessive attention to detail that bordered on mania. She had become so confident in her perfection that she had allowed herself a moment of levity. She had written a candid, slightly mocking internal note to her colleague about the eccentricities of Mr. Sterling, their most volatile client. It was a vent, a momentary lapse in professional decorum. Then, she had hit 'Send.' And she had sent it to Sterling. The silence that followed the realization was the loudest thing she had ever heard. Ten minutes later, the intercom buzzed. "My office. Now." Julian’s voice was a low vibration that seemed to rattle the very bon

Last Updated : 2026-07-20

MYFATHER'SBESTFRIEND4

The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and roasting coffee. In the office, the silence was no longer a void; it was a taut string, vibrating with a tension that made Elena’s skin itch. For a week, she had been a ghost in the machine—efficient, invisible, and utterly perfect. But the perfection was a lie. It was a mask she wore to hide the craving that had taken root in her belly since the Tier Three payment. She didn't want the safety of a clean ledger. She wanted the weight of his hand on her neck. She wanted the shame of being seen and the ecstasy of being broken. The mistake was small, calculated, and dangerous. In the final briefing for the merger with the Vanguard Group, she had intentionally left out the updated liability clause. It wasn't a mistake a novice would make; it was a mistake only someone who knew exactly where to look would overlook. She hit 'Send' and waited. The intercom buzzed three minutes later. "Elena. My office. Now." She didn't tre

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MY FATHER'SBESTFRIEND5

The city was drowning in a deluge of midnight blue and charcoal, the rain slamming against the glass of the executive suite with a violence that felt personal. Inside, the lighting was dimmed to a soft, amber glow, and the scent of expensive scotch and old leather hung heavy in the air. Elena stood by the window, watching the blurred headlights of the city below. She had been perfect for a month. Not a single decimal point out of place. Not a single missed email. Not a single unprofessional comment. She had scrubbed her performance clean, turning herself into a mirror of Julian's own precision. She felt a hollow ache in her chest that no amount of professional praise could fill. "You're staring again, Elena." Julian's voice came from the shadows of his desk, low and resonant. He was swirling a crystal tumbler of amber liquid, the ice clinking with a rhythmic, cold sound. "I was just thinking about the weather," she lied, turning to face him. Julian set the glass down on the obsi

Last Updated : 2026-07-20

oh my lily 1

The brownstone smelled of lemon oil and old parchment. Every book on the mahogany shelves stood at a perfect ninety-degree angle. Arthur sat behind his desk, his spine a rigid line against the leather chair. Lily stood on the Persian rug, her oversized paint-splattered t-shirt hanging off one shoulder. She chewed her lip, her eyes darting around the sterile room. A single smudge of cerulean blue stained her cheek. "The terms are non-negotiable," Arthur said. His voice sounded like gravel grinding under a heavy boot. He slid a typed document across the desk. It was titled The Household Code. Lily picked up the paper, her eyes widening as she scanned the bullet points. She let out a soft, incredulous laugh. "Wake up at six? No loud music after eight? And what is this part about attire?" Arthur leaned forward, his silver eyebrows knitting together. He looked at her as if she were a particularly messy piece of evidence. "You will dress with modesty and purpose," Arthur replied. "I

Last Updated : 2026-07-20

oh my lily 2

He grabbed her wrist, pulling her away from the painting. He led her to the bedroom, where the light was dim and the air was heavy."Strip," he ordered.Lily obeyed slowly, letting her clothes fall in a heap. She stood before him, naked and trembling."Kneel," he commanded.She sank to her knees on the plush carpet. Arthur stood over her, his presence dominating the room."You think you can negotiate with me," he murmured."Maybe I can," she whispered.Arthur smiled, a predatory look. He reached for the silk blindfold, tying it securely around her eyes.The world vanished, leaving only the scent of cedar and the sound of Arthur's breathing. Lily felt her other senses sharpen.She heard the rustle of fabric as he undressed. She felt the cool air hit her skin, followed by the warmth of his body."Since you enjoy breaking rules, you will learn the cost of disobedience," he whispered.He pushed her forward onto the bed, her chest pressing into the duvet. He gripped her hair, pulling her h

Last Updated : 2026-08-05

wet 1

The rain hammered against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse office, blurring the neon veins of the city below. Inside, the air smelled of expensive sandalwood, old leather, and the sharp, metallic tang of power. Dominic Cross sat behind a mahogany desk that looked more like an altar than a piece of furniture.Isabella Moretti sat opposite him, her fingers twisting a damp handkerchief. She wore a simple black dress that clung to her curves, though she tried to shrink herself into the oversized velvet chair. Her eyes, wide and amber, darted from the heavy gold pen on the desk to the man holding her future in his manicured hands."You look terrified, Isabella," Dominic said, his voice a low, resonant hum that vibrated in her chest."I'm just... overwhelmed," she whispered, her voice cracking."The Moretti estate is a labyrinth of debts and archaic trusts," he noted, leaning back.He watched her with a predator's patience, his grey eyes tracking the pulse jumping in her throat.

Last Updated : 2026-08-05

wet 2

The sound of their union was a wet, rhythmic squelching, the noise of skin slapping against skin echoing in the quiet office. Dominic didn't hold back, his thrusts deep and punishing, driving her further back onto the desk. Each impact sent a shudder through her entire frame, her pussy gripping him in tight, desperate spasms."Do you feel that, Isabella?" he groaned, his voice strained. "Do you feel how perfectly you fit around me?""Yes! Oh god, yes!" she cried, her head tossing from side to side."You're so tight," he gasped, his hips snapping forward. "So fucking wet for your Guardian."He reached down, his fingers finding her clit and grinding into it as he continued to hammer into her. The dual stimulation was too much; Isabella felt a tension build in her lower belly, a coil winding tighter and tighter. She began to shake, her breath coming in short, jagged sobs."Come for me," he ordered, his voice a command. "Obey me and come."The command was the final trigger. Isabella's wal

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wet 3

He entered the room, his grey eyes immediately landing on the folder in her hand. He didn't look surprised. He didn't look guilty. He simply stood there, his expression one of mild curiosity."I wondered when you'd find those," he said, his voice as calm as a still pond."You lied to me," she whispered, her voice trembling with rage. "You forged the will. You made me believe I was penniless.""I didn't lie about the result," Dominic replied, stepping closer. "You are secure. You are cared for. And most importantly, you are mine.""I'll go to the police!" she screamed, throwing the folder at his chest. "I'll sue you for everything you have!"Dominic caught the folder with one hand, a small, amused smile playing on his lips. "With what evidence, Isabella? The contract you signed is perfectly legal in its wording. You consented to the terms of my 'care.' As for the forgery, who would believe the word of a girl who has spent the last six months as my devoted pet?"Isabella recoiled as if

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