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Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 36
JORDANFuck, fuck, fuck!It’s been five horrible days since I left Astrid, but the wildfire that’s erupting inside me isn’t close to dying out.I slammed my fist into the punch bag, reveling in the sharp burst of pain that jolted up my arm. My muscles burn and sweat drips down my forehead into my eyes, blurring my vision, but I don’t stop. The smell of sweat and violence stains the air. This is the one place I allow myself to unleash the anger I keep under careful wraps in all other areas of my life –the gym.This was the only remedy for coping with the death of my wife was working out in the gym. It was my catharsis, my sanctuary. But I can’t say the same now. I pound into the mannequin with a force that shakes my entire body. Each punch lands with a dull thud, and I hit harder, trying to beat the thought out of my head. But no matter how hard I punch this mannequin, it’s not enough to drown out the regret that’s gnawing at me.I’ve been at this gym every day since that night, trying
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ASTRIDTonight, I’m going to desensitize myself from every form of Jordan’s grip.I’m going to fuck someone.I don’t care who.I don’t care where.I’m just going to do it.“To get over one man, you have to fuck another” That’s what Lily said on the night I fucked Jordan and tonight I’m going to repeat it again. I’m going to fuck someone else.I’m done being a daddy-good girl. Tonight, I’m a bitch.Tonight I’m dressed to kill. My dress is the epitome of provocative. It’s a deep crimson, clinging to every curve of my body. The neckline plunges daringly low, revealing enough cleavage to drive any man wild, while the back dips down to my spine. The hem of the dress falls amply to mid-thigh.Oh, I’m not wearing panties. A wicked smile tugs at my lips at the way I feel. I feel so sexy, daring, and powerful.Fuck, Tristan.Fuck Jordan.Tonight, I’m not just a woman, but a weapon.“So you’re really going for it tonight huh?” Lily asks just as we pull into the club. I smirk, opening my door.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-16Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 38
ASTRID Jordan pulls me behind him, dragging me to…well I don't know where we are heading. His grip is like iron. His jaw set so tight it looks like it might shatter.“Jordan!” I hiss, trying to pull my arm free. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t even glance my way. He just keeps moving, his strides long and determined. It’s impossible to keep up. I’m drunk, so drunk that I see double and can’t feel my legs. The fact that he flat-out ignores me makes me so angry.When I finally dig my heels in, refusing to be dragged any further, he stops, but only for a moment. He stares down at me, his eyes dark and unreadable. Without a word, he bends down and scoops me up into his arms, cradling me like a goddamn bride.My breath hitches, but I wrap my arms around his neck instinctively, holding on to him. I’m caught in a trance by how easily he carries me, how effortless the act is as if he’s not lifting a person in his arms. I wiggle in his hold, but not so he’ll put me down, just to feel him more. To
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 39
JORDAN Discipline. Self-control. Focus.Three things I’ve built my entire life on. I’ve always been a man who knows what he wants. A man who knows when to push and when to pull back. That’s how I’ve trained and conditioned my mind and brain for years. But right now, all my principles feel like fragile glass shattering at my feet. I’m losing control, and it's terrifying because I thrive on control.I lean in my car, trying to recover my composure. I’m always in control of my actions because they are always logical, but I can’t say what happened a few minutes ago in my car was logical.I shouldn’t have touched her. Hell, I shouldn’t have even come here in the first place. I should have ignored her call. I should have looked the other way the moment I knew she was Peter’s daughter. Astrid is the one person I should be protecting, not ruining.You protected her from the bastard who wanted to take advantage of her.And then what? I fucking touched her myself.She appears beside me, star
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JORDAN “Act on what?”“Those physical needs. It’s mutual. I have those needs, too. So why don’t we just…give in? Act on our primal needs until it burns out.”For a fucking ten seconds I lose the ability to breathe. I stare at her, trying to process what she’s suggesting. The logical part of me, the part that’s always in control, screams at me to shut this down. To walk away. No, run, before I make the biggest mistake of my life.But the other part, the one that’s been haunted by the memory of her lips, her touch, her goddamn body, is hanging on every word she says.“And what if this doesn’t burn out? What if this is more than physical?”She blinks, surprised by my admission, and I wish I could take it back. The last thing I want is to give her hope. And I can see the hope in her eyes. They are so bright.But deep now, I know that what I feel for her is more than just a fucking lust. It’s something deeper, something darker, and I’m terrified that if I give in, I’ll never want to stop
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ASTRIDI swear to God, whoever is knocking on my door better be someone important else I’m going to break the person's head.Someone important like Jordan?Shut up!Great! I can’t believe I’m arguing with myself in my head. I open the door and…“You gotta be kidding me!”“Happy to see me, babe?”I swear to God I’m tempted to commit first-degree murder right about now. The fact that the idiot is smiling is pissing me off.“What is this about, Tristan?”“Aren’t you going to let me in?”“I believe you lost that right a month ago when we broke up.” His smile fades, and his face hardens.“You broke up with me, Astrid, but I didn’t.” I want to laugh, but I really don’t have the strength to do this right now. I’m so tired. I’ve had a heck of a week.“Go play Tristan, I’m not in the mood to deal with your stupidity right now.” I move to close the door, but he steps his feet in, blocking the door. He forcefully pushes the door wider and walks in as if he owns the place.“What do you want, Tris
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 42
JORDAN“Hey buddy, what’s going on? You sounded so livid over the phone.” I walk over to Peter, pacing restlessly by my poolside with a half-empty glass in his hand. He looks frazzled, his usually neat hair dishevelled, his tie loosened, and the top buttons of his shirt undone. I’ve seen him stressed before, but this? This feels different.When I first saw Peter’s call, I ignored it because I thought he wanted to invite me over to his house, not until my housekeeper called me to inform me that Peter was in my house. When he called me again, I picked up, and he sounded so angry like he was about to kill. I had to reschedule my meeting and rush home as soon as I could.I’ve been avoiding Peter’s call and his house like a plague, trying not to run into Astrid. I know she must really hate me after what went down in my office.She came to me, vulnerable and open, ready to give herself to me despite all my warnings. I turned her down politely, but she wasn’t having it, and I had to be a d
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-21Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 43
ASTRID The moment I pull into the driveway, uneasiness coils in my belly. I don’t know what I was thinking of coming here. Maybe I wasn’t thinking at all, and now that I am, this is the worst place for me to be, but where do I go? I can’t go to Lily's because that will be the first place my dad will check.And then there is Jordan’s, but he made it painfully clear where he stands. He doesn’t want me, and if I have any dignity left, I’ll stay the hell away from him.But do I have it? I mean dignity. I’m not sure I have any left, or else I won’t be this pathetic.The hotels in town are out because he’s definitely going to search there, too. He’s familiar with the owners of the hotel where I would likely stay, so hotels are out, and now I’m stuck here. This is a bad idea. For someone who is trying to get her life and sanity back, this place is a terrible choice for me.I slide off the car, the air which is supposed to be fresh and soothing feels thick and heavy with the memories I wi
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Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 48
JORDAN“Come on, you have to help her out.”I stifle a groan. Peter is putting me in a tight spot. He’s hell-bent on having me hire Astrid to work for me. He doesn’t know the danger he’s putting me in.Hiring Astrid is a terrible idea. If she’s working with me, in close proximity every day, there’s no way I’d be able to keep my hands off her. Not when she’s already driving me insane, even when she is not in my space.“Peter, it’s not –”“Jordan, Astrid is your goddaughter. That’s reason enough for you to give her a shot at your company. She is good at what she does. I don’t want her working with these people anymore.”“I’m sure Astrid is more than qualified, but –”“No buts,” Peter cuts me off, shaking his head. “She’s had a rough time with that mess at her firm. You’re in a position to help her, and you know she’s got the talent. Just give her a chance.”About the mess she got into with the AXT, Peter told me about it, and I’ve been worried about her. Peter is worried, too. I wanted
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ASTRID“How the hell did you make such a silly mistake, Astrid?” I flinch physically and mentally as Pete Bishop’s voice slices through the thick air of his office.He’s livid, and the look in his eyes makes me want to crawl under the rug and disappear.I blink rapidly, trying to steady my breathing but I feel sick to my stomach, shock pulses through me, morphing into an ice that freezes me. Pete is so mad. I’ve never seen him this furious before, not even when another consultant messed up.No, I can’t compare that to my mess. I’ve really messed up. This client is one of our best, one of our biggest accounts, AXT Corporation. They have been with us for years, bringing in multi-million-dollar contracts. Pete recently introduced me to them and handed me the project to continue from where the former consultant stopped.A lot of people wanted to work with them but Pete chose me, and I somehow managed to screw up their financial projections. A simple quarterly forecast is something I ca
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ASTRID “Lily!” I slam the door behind me as I storm into her house, my voice echoing through the place.“Lily! Where the hell are you?”I’ve been calling and texting since I left Jordan’s place, but she hasn’t been answering her phone. I need to vent, and who is more worthy to vent than my best friend who is magically missing in action?My first instinct was to go to a bar and grab a drink, but it's way too early for that.I still can’t believe that heartless bastard called my dad. My dad of all people. He’s aware of why I was avoiding my dad. He didn’t care. Didn’t even pretend to. He just looked at me, cold as ever, and told me that he couldn’t care less about my problems.Then, to really twist the knife in my chest, he dared to tell me to go play my little failed seduction games with Tristan.I swear to God that man is so heartless. No, scratch that. He’s beyond heartless. He’s ice. He doesn’t care who I end up with or how messed up my life is, as long as he’s not involved. He
Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 45
JORDAN Of all the girls in the bar that night, why did it have to be Astrid? We should never have crossed paths. Maybe I would have been able to see her as a fucking kid she was supposed to be.I want to call her that —a kid —to stop my dick from having ideas, but she was never that—a kid. At least not since that night at the bar.She’s a woman. A beautiful fucking woman with a lethal weapon in the form of a body –soft and curvy in all the right places.I don’t know what sick twist of fate the universe is playing at. Screw that shit, I can’t keep blaming the universe. What went down last night and this morning is entirely me. All of it. And maybe Astrid’s. But I still take the blame.I shouldn’t have allowed her into my house. My house is sacred. My house is my respite. And now she has poisoned it. Now there is no fuck way to forget the feel of her mouth on my cock. I wanted to cum so badly down her throat and then fuck her so…Thinking about it is not helping. This is not fucking
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JORDAN “God damn it!”I cuss under my breath the second the door swings open, and Astrid stands there wearing nothing but a towel, looking like every sinful thought I’ve had about her comes to life.Is the universe fucking with me? A man could only handle so much.My self-control is hanging by a thread. Why the hell did I think coming here was a good idea? I should have ignored the damn call from Merilyn.I had informed Merilyn to inform me if Astrid ever showed up here, that was when I didn’t know who she was and I was looking for her.I should have informed Merilyn not to bother with her again when I finally found Astrid.Merilyn called while I was with Peter to inform me that Astrid was here and I ran down here like a fucking pussy that I’m not.I should have sent Peter here instead of coming here myself. Now all I can think about is all the crazy things I want to do to her. I stare at her, trying to keep my eyes above her shoulders, but it’s impossible.Does she have any fucking
Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 43
ASTRID The moment I pull into the driveway, uneasiness coils in my belly. I don’t know what I was thinking of coming here. Maybe I wasn’t thinking at all, and now that I am, this is the worst place for me to be, but where do I go? I can’t go to Lily's because that will be the first place my dad will check.And then there is Jordan’s, but he made it painfully clear where he stands. He doesn’t want me, and if I have any dignity left, I’ll stay the hell away from him.But do I have it? I mean dignity. I’m not sure I have any left, or else I won’t be this pathetic.The hotels in town are out because he’s definitely going to search there, too. He’s familiar with the owners of the hotel where I would likely stay, so hotels are out, and now I’m stuck here. This is a bad idea. For someone who is trying to get her life and sanity back, this place is a terrible choice for me.I slide off the car, the air which is supposed to be fresh and soothing feels thick and heavy with the memories I wi
Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 42
JORDAN“Hey buddy, what’s going on? You sounded so livid over the phone.” I walk over to Peter, pacing restlessly by my poolside with a half-empty glass in his hand. He looks frazzled, his usually neat hair dishevelled, his tie loosened, and the top buttons of his shirt undone. I’ve seen him stressed before, but this? This feels different.When I first saw Peter’s call, I ignored it because I thought he wanted to invite me over to his house, not until my housekeeper called me to inform me that Peter was in my house. When he called me again, I picked up, and he sounded so angry like he was about to kill. I had to reschedule my meeting and rush home as soon as I could.I’ve been avoiding Peter’s call and his house like a plague, trying not to run into Astrid. I know she must really hate me after what went down in my office.She came to me, vulnerable and open, ready to give herself to me despite all my warnings. I turned her down politely, but she wasn’t having it, and I had to be a d
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ASTRIDI swear to God, whoever is knocking on my door better be someone important else I’m going to break the person's head.Someone important like Jordan?Shut up!Great! I can’t believe I’m arguing with myself in my head. I open the door and…“You gotta be kidding me!”“Happy to see me, babe?”I swear to God I’m tempted to commit first-degree murder right about now. The fact that the idiot is smiling is pissing me off.“What is this about, Tristan?”“Aren’t you going to let me in?”“I believe you lost that right a month ago when we broke up.” His smile fades, and his face hardens.“You broke up with me, Astrid, but I didn’t.” I want to laugh, but I really don’t have the strength to do this right now. I’m so tired. I’ve had a heck of a week.“Go play Tristan, I’m not in the mood to deal with your stupidity right now.” I move to close the door, but he steps his feet in, blocking the door. He forcefully pushes the door wider and walks in as if he owns the place.“What do you want, Tris
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JORDAN “Act on what?”“Those physical needs. It’s mutual. I have those needs, too. So why don’t we just…give in? Act on our primal needs until it burns out.”For a fucking ten seconds I lose the ability to breathe. I stare at her, trying to process what she’s suggesting. The logical part of me, the part that’s always in control, screams at me to shut this down. To walk away. No, run, before I make the biggest mistake of my life.But the other part, the one that’s been haunted by the memory of her lips, her touch, her goddamn body, is hanging on every word she says.“And what if this doesn’t burn out? What if this is more than physical?”She blinks, surprised by my admission, and I wish I could take it back. The last thing I want is to give her hope. And I can see the hope in her eyes. They are so bright.But deep now, I know that what I feel for her is more than just a fucking lust. It’s something deeper, something darker, and I’m terrified that if I give in, I’ll never want to stop
