Todos os capítulos de Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

That day the weather was overcast. Gray clouds hung low over the mansion, as if sharing the tension that enveloped the living room.I sat on the sofa, my fingers trembling as I held a cup of tea that had long gone cold. Across from me, Derek sat with a tense face, his eyes fixed on the front door.Anita arrived with her baby. Her face was still pale from childbirth, her body looked weak, but her eyes shone with hope. She cradled her tiny baby carefully, as if the infant was the most precious treasure in the world.A medical officer from the DNA lab sat beside us, carrying a brown envelope containing the test results. That envelope felt heavy—as heavy as the decision that would change everything."I'll open it now," the officer said in a professional voice.I held my breath. Derek gripped my hand tightly—whether to calm me or himself, I didn't know.The officer opened the envelope, took out a sheet of paper, and read it carefully."The DNA test results show that the probability of a bi

We didn’t go back to the mansion that night. Nathaniel took me straight to his private penthouse on the top floor of the building next door, a place only a handful of people knew about.There, on the balcony overlooking the city, was a medium-sized private swimming pool with warm water that constantly swirled gently, surrounded by one-way glass that kept anyone outside from seeing what happened inside.I was still wearing the wrinkled blouse and the skirt soaked with our earlier cum. Nathaniel didn’t even give me time to change. The moment the penthouse elevator doors closed, he was already pushing me toward the pool.“Take everything off,” he ordered hoarsely. “Now.”I laughed softly, a sound that almost bordered on hysterical from the sudden rush of triumph flooding my chest.I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, letting the fabric fall to the marble floor. My black bra followed. My breasts, still covered in Nathaniel’s bite marks and suck marks, were exposed to the cool night air. I kicke

I let his question hang in the air, giving a long enough pause to make Derek increasingly uneasy. I could see the vein in his neck tense, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. There was a dark satisfaction spreading through my chest a sensation I never thought I'd feel.Derek stepped closer, but I raised my hand, stopping him. "You don't have the right to ask," I answered."Sera, please...""That's enough. I'm tired. I want to rest."I walked toward the bathroom door, but before I reached the handle, Derek grabbed my wrist roughly. His grip was strong, almost painful, forcing me to turn and face his eyes, which were now blazing with chaotic anger and pain."Who is he? I'll destroy him. I'll make sure he regrets the day he touched my wife."I looked at him coldly. "Your wife? You never treated me like a wife. You treated me like a decoration. Now let go of my hand, or I'll scream for your father."The name Nathaniel was a blow to Derek. His hand released my wrist as if burned, and h

Matthew pushed me against the elevator wall hard, my back hitting the cold metal surface. My phone fell and slid to the corner of the elevator."Let go of me, Matthew!"I tried to push him away, but he was stronger than I thought. His muscles tensed beneath his neat shirt, and I could feel the heat of his body pressing against me."I saw everything. I saw you straddling Nathaniel's desk. I saw you calling him Daddy. I saw how much you enjoyed it."My eyes widened, shame and anger mixing into one. "That's none of your business! Let go of me before I scream!""Scream. Call everyone. Let them see how Derek Whitmore's wife, the woman who's supposedly so faithful, is actually cheating with her own father-in-law. I'm sure that news would be very interesting to the shareholders."I stopped struggling, realizing he held all the cards. The elevator was still stopped on the same floor—Matthew must have pressed the stop button. We were trapped here, alone, and no one knew."What do you want?" I

Derek couldn't sleep. I knew because I couldn't sleep either. I lay still beside him, my eyes closed but I could still hear every movement he made, every time he turned over, every long sigh that escaped his chest, every time his hands clenched and unclenched on top of the blanket.I opened my eyes slightly, just enough to see his silhouette in the darkness. Derek sat at the edge of the bed, his back hunched, his head bowed. His fingers were gripping his own hair in frustration. I could feel waves of confusion radiating from him like a storm raging inside his head.I closed my eyes again, pretending to sleep. Let him wrestle with his own thoughts. Let him wonder, doubt, torture himself with possibilities he didn't want to believe.But I still heard him. I heard him get up from the bed carefully, walk to the window. I heard the curtain being pulled, and then a long silence.A few minutes later, I heard his barely audible whisper. "Did you really cheat? Did you really do it with my fath