Best Friend’s Father Craves Me
“Sounds more like you’re trying to buy me off, sir,” I muttered, catching a glint of dangerous fascination in Derek Monroe’s eyes as he stared at me.
Not the typical shy, poor girl he was expecting, huh?
He crossed his arms, his sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal tattoo sleeves peeking beneath them as he leaned back in his seat, studying me.
“You’re talking back now?” he asked in a lethally calm tone that made me tremble.
I bit my lip in regret.
I shouldn’t have said it.
I admit I walked in on him practically cheating on his wife, Bria Monroe.
But I stood no chance against this ruthless man.
He’d make me disappear even before I utter one word.
Regardless,