All Chapters of Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

That day, we were scheduled to meet with a potential client at a luxury hotel downtown. Nathaniel, me, and a few members of the business development team went together.This was an important meeting—foreign clients interested in the renewable energy project I'd presented a few days earlier.I sat in the passenger seat of Nathaniel's car, my eyes staring out the window, watching the tall buildings pass by. In my mind, I was still replaying my father's words. But I tried to push them aside. Today, I had to focus. I had to prove I had value."Just relax," Nathaniel said beside me, his hand touching mine briefly. "You'll do fine. You've done this before."I smiled faintly. "I know, Daddy. I just want everything to go smoothly.""It will. You're great."We arrived at the hotel. The meeting room was already set up with a long table, a projector, and chairs for the clients. I took out my laptop, prepared the presentation, and stood at the front of the room as the clients started filing in.N

I stepped out of Nathaniel's car in the mansion's courtyard. The sky was already growing dark, the garden lights glowing dimly, illuminating the path toward the front door. My body still felt exhausted—not from work, but from the weight of sin growing heavier on my shoulders.I had gone too far into the greatest sin.I bit my lip, took a deep breath, and walked into the mansion. Inside, the atmosphere felt silent. The servants had already gone home, only dim lights on in the hallway.I walked to my bedroom—mine and Derek's. When I opened the door, I saw Derek was already there.He sat on the edge of the bed, wearing nothing but black briefs around his waist. His still-handsome body was clearly visible under the bedroom light—broad chest, flat stomach, defined arm muscles. I used to be in love with that body. Now, I only felt empty."You're home. I've been waiting for you," he said.I stood at the threshold, not moving."Derek, I'm tired. Today was exhausting."Derek stood, walking clo

I walked down the hallway toward Derek's office, carrying a stack of documents that needed his signature. My steps felt light, but my mind was still spinning around my encounter with Clarissa earlier that morning. Nathaniel's ex-girlfriend. A perfectly beautiful woman who clearly still wanted Nathaniel.I sighed, trying to push aside that jealousy. I'd chosen Nathaniel, and he'd chosen me. There was nothing to worry about.I knocked on Derek's office door, but there was no answer. I opened the door slowly and walked in.Derek was standing in front of the large glass window, facing the city view, talking on his phone. His voice was low, but I could catch bits of the conversation—about meetings, about schedules, about something I didn't understand.I stopped at the threshold, watching him. I admitted it—Derek was handsome. Tall, broad-shouldered, with his neatly styled brown hair and a strong jaw that used to make me fall in love. His dark blue suit fit him perfectly, and the afternoon

When lunch break arrived, most employees had already left their desks. The faint sound of laughter and chatter drifted from the pantry. I stayed seated at my secretary's desk in front of Nathaniel's office, staring at my laptop screen filled with reports that had to be finished today.I wasn't hungry—or rather, I didn't want to eat. My mind was still full of this morning's events, the punishment in Nathaniel's office, Derek's suspicious gaze, and the lingering heat still in my body.I was typing when a shadow appeared in front of my desk.Anita stood there, wearing a blazing red blouse that was too tight, her hair tied up high. In her hand was a food box from an expensive restaurant, still warm.She set it on my desk with a fake sweet smile."From Derek. He said you haven't eaten since morning. He's worried."I stared at the food box, then at her face. My smile was thin, sharp."No thanks. Take it for yourself."Anita raised an eyebrow. "Why? It's for you."I leaned back in my chair,

I woke up in the middle of the night.It was dark. Only faint moonlight slipped through the gap in the curtains. Beside me, Derek slept soundly, his breathing steady. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, as if he had every right to hold me. The faint scent of his cologne mixed with lingering alcohol made me want to gag.I carefully shifted his arm away and slipped out of bed. My knee still ached a little from falling earlier that evening, but the pain was nothing compared to the tightness in my chest.I needed water.Quietly, I left the room, went down the stairs, and headed to the kitchen. The under-cabinet lights glowed dimly, casting a soft yellow light. I took a glass, filled it from the dispenser, and drank slowly while leaning against the kitchen island.My mind was still full of the image of Anita hugging Derek at the showroom. And Nathaniel’s words claiming he wasn’t the same as his son.“Can’t sleep?”I jumped. The glass nearly slipped from my hand.Nathaniel stood in t