All Chapters of Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When break time arrived, Nathaniel came out of his office and stopped in front of my desk.“Come on. Let’s have lunch. I already reserved a table at the restaurant nearby.”I looked up from my laptop screen and shook my head slightly.“No, Daddy. I want to go home for a bit. Bring some food for Derek. He’s still weak.”Nathaniel stared at me sharply. “I already told you he’s an adult.”“I know, but I’m still his wife on paper. Let me do this just once.”He was silent for a few seconds, his jaw tightening. Finally he let out a breath.“Fine. Make it quick. Don’t take too long. I’ll be waiting for you to come back before two.”I nodded, grabbed my bag, and immediately left the office. On the way I bought some porridge and chicken soup. I thought at least I could still pretend to be a caring wife.When I arrived at the mansion, the house was too quiet. I went up the stairs with the tray in my hands. The door to our bedroom was slightly open, not fully closed.From inside came wet sounds

Nathaniel kept moving above me.His powerful body pressed down on me, the muscles in his arms and shoulders tensing with every deep thrust. His face was handsome even when slicked with a thin sheen of sweat, his jaw firm, his dark eyes staring at me as if wanting to devour every part of me. His silver hair was slightly disheveled, adding a wildness that made my stomach churn.I gripped the sheets on both sides of my body, my fingers clenching tightly until my nails turned white. Every thrust made the suite bed sway gently, and moans escaped my lips uncontrollably."Ahhh... Daddy... so deep... ahh..."Nathaniel leaned down, kissing my neck while still pumping at a steady but deep tempo. "Look at me. Don't close your eyes. I want you to only see who's filling you now."I obeyed. My eyes fixed on his handsome, lust-filled face. His thick cock slid in and out wetly, filling me to the very end. I was beginning to sink into that sensation when suddenly my phone rang on the nightstand.A rin

The next morning. My body still felt tired, the marks of Nathaniel's bites and grips on my thighs and neck neatly hidden beneath the tight white blouse and black pencil skirt I usually wore to the office.I didn't see Derek at the dining table. Only a household assistant who prepared a quick breakfast. Nathaniel had already left earlier, probably to the family company's headquarters.I arrived at the office building at exactly eight o'clock. I sat at my desk facing the large glass window, trying to focus on the computer screen, but my mind still lingered on the night before, Nathaniel's deep thrusts, the stifled moans, and the whisper of "Daddy" still echoing in my ears.Around ten o'clock, I heard the roar of a luxury car engine in the parking lot below. From the window, I saw Anita getting out of a shiny red sports sedan. A new car. The license plate was still temporary. Anita smiled smugly, her hair neatly rolled up, a tight dress showing off her slim body. She waved at someone ins

I was still holding Nathaniel's hand across the desk when his office door was knocked on softly. The knock made both of us release our grip reflexively. Nathaniel immediately sat up straight, his face returning to the cold expression of a CEO."Come in," he said.The door opened. His personal assistant appeared briefly. "Mr. Nathaniel, Mr. Voss has arrived in the lobby. He said he wants to meet with you directly and with Mrs. Sera if possible."Nathaniel glanced at me briefly, then nodded at his assistant. "Have him come up. Prepare the small sitting room next door."As soon as the door closed again, I stood up. "I don't want to see him. He's been coming to this city more and more often only because of the business partnership with you. Not because of me. I don't want to pretend to be a good daughter in front of someone who only thinks about contracts and numbers.""He's your father. At least meet him for a moment."I didn't answer. I just straightened my blouse once more, picked up m

The journey home from the restaurant felt longer than usual."If he causes any more trouble tonight, call me," he said.I nodded. "I can handle it."I walked up the stairs slowly. The door to what should have been our room was slightly ajar. The dim light from the bedside lamp was on. Inside, Derek sat on the edge of the bed, his back hunched, both hands supporting his head. He was quiet. Completely quiet. Not like earlier at the restaurant, full of anger. Now he looked like someone deep in thought.I stood at the doorway for quite a while before finally stepping in. The sound of my footsteps made him lift his face."We can divorce amicably. You can choose Anita. I won't make it difficult. Assets, the house, anything, we can divide it fairly," I said.Derek didn't answer. He just stared at me, as if my words hadn't quite registered.I continued, still standing near the door. "This can only hurt each other if we keep forcing it. No one wins if we keep accusing each other."Only then di