Seducing My Dad's Best Friend.
She couldn't.
“May I take my leave now?” she asked, her tone barely concealing her discomfort. Was I pushing her away? Was I being too overprotective?
Just as she turned to leave, I called out her name. “Shimma.” She paused, looking back at me. I stood up, moving closer.
SHIMMA'S POV.
He approached slowly, his expression a mix of determination and vulnerability.
“Shimma, I’m not trying to control you. I would never do that, but…” He hesitated, exhaling heavily. “I can’t stand the thought of anyone else being close to you. I care for you deeply, and I don’t want anyone else interfering.”