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Recognition came slowly, then all at once. Christiana blinked water from her eyes and stared at him. The sharp jaw. The dark eyes that had always seemed to see too much. Julian Frost. Her father's best friend. The man who used to visit their house when she was younger, who would sit in the study with her father for hours discussing business she did not understand. The man she had stupidly, hopelessly crushed on when she was sixteen. Her stomach twisted. Of all the people to appear now, it had to be him.

she asked calmly. "A few months," I admitted. My mother nodded slowly. "He's older than you." "Yes." "Much older." "Yes." "And he's your father's best friend." My stomach dropped. " I know." I looked away from the door. "Marcus talks about Sebastian all the time," my mother said. "His brilliant, successful best friend who built an empire in New York. Sebastian was married to my friend, sweetheart. And he is a Lockhart. Lockharts are no to be trusted."

Tonight, I wrote: Dear Little One, Your mom is the most incredible person I’ve ever met. She’s strong, smart, and so full of love. You’re going to have the best life, and I can’t wait to meet you. I promise to protect you, to guide you, and to always be there for you, no matter what. Love, Dad I closed the laptop, a sense of peace washing over me. Life was far from perfect, but with Bridgette by my side, it felt like everything was exactly as it should be.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> And he walks in. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I choke on my whiskey. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> It's Damien. Damien Kincaid. Ryan's older brother. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I've met him exactly twice — once at Ryan's birthday party two years ago, and once at their family's Fourth of July barbecue last summer. Both times, I could barely look at him without blushing. Both times, I went home and touched myself thinking about what it would be like to have him instead of his little brother.

Craving to fuck his daughter's best friend when his daughter was melting away in melancholy. In an instant, she closed the distance between them by joining him where he sat. "Tessaline." He drawled. Fuck, her dauntlessness intensified his arousal. She glanced toward the waterside, where her best friend sat, intently watching the water like it was the only thing that mattered to her in the whole world. She leaned into Julian and brushed her lips against his. "Bel is lost in her world. Let's get lost in ours too." Her fingers traced his strong, athletic chest beneath the fabric he was wearing. For a man his age, he was well-built. The early morning runs and workouts were evident.

Elena’s POV Why do forbidden things taste sweeter? Like melted caramel—sweet, dangerous, yet impossible to resist. Some wild part of us still wants a taste. Just once. Until we realize we’re trapped. That’s how my addiction to my dad’s best friend started. I bet sometimes you’ve imagined how the world would be if Eve hadn't taken that greedy bite… Just maybe your dirty soul will be saved. Well, I’m sorry, because for Dominic Mercer, I’d take a greedy bite. Again. And again, until I drag the world into my darkness.

Elona's POV I couldn't sleep for the rest of the evening. I am not sure how many rounds Mr. Crane went with whomever she was. I should not care because we wouldn't ever be together and it would be wrong. Mr. Crane can date whomever he wants and I do not have any say in that because I am his daughter's best friend and he is my dad's friend. I can only have feelings for him at a distance.

We went our separate ways after that incident without any contacts shared. It was really hard for me to live knowing that l will never meet him again. My best friend Edina introduced me to her brother Eric six months ago. The guy confessed his love for me. I accepted him hoping that l will forget the man in my mind. But it never happened. That man kept on tormenting me. Last summer Edina suggested that l should spent it in her home to which l agreed. That's when it hit me hard that the man is my best friend and boyfriend's dad. I decided to end my relationship with Eric because l couldn't control myself anymore. I was so madly in love with the man after seeing him again. I thought since me a

I shot back. His gaze sharpened slightly over the rim of the bottle. “You think this is the same?” “No,” I admitted quietly. “I think you know exactly what you’re doing.” Silence stretched between us. His eyes dropped briefly to my mouth again and my pulse stumbled hard enough it actually hurt. Wrong. This was so unbelievably wrong. My best friend’s father. But I couldn’t stop noticing him. The rough scrape of his voice. The veins in thehand wrapped around the beer bottle. The dangerous calm in his eyes.

“ I do care and I just want you to see that part and stop having me in your mind even though I know that your hate isn’t going to do much harm to this anyway . Andrea turned to look at me and then walked to where I was . “ Your heart is too evil for you to see what you are doing to him , you know that you are ruining him but you don’t want to accept it . You are his daughter's best friend and he literally watched you grow till this day , his being like a father to you , loved you and protected you . He has a fucking family Adeline , a name to uphold and his dignity , what would people say if they found out that he was having an affair with his best friend daughter while he is still married t