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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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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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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
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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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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
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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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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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ASTRIDI can’t put a name to my feelings. Anger, sadness, frustration…everything’s tangled up. All different shades of emotions coalesce together to form this infuriating need to be wrapped in Jordan’s arm.I’m supposed to hate Jordan. I should hate him for being the reason my life is messed up. It makes no sense that I want him so badly.I should hate him. He’s the one who keeps driving me crazy, who keeps rejecting me, pushing me away, but no matter how many times I remind myself of that, I still want him.God I hate how much I want him. It’s infuriating.God knows I’m trying so hard to get that man off my head, but he’s stuck in my head! The thought of him makes my heart race. I hate how my body tingles at the sight of him. Just thinking about him makes me tingle, my skin burning with this unbearable desire.I don’t understand him. He said he didn’t want anything to do with me, yet he showed up at my family dinner where he knew I would be there. I know Jordan, if he didn’t want t
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JORDAN "Do you?" I ask, skepticism dripping from my words."Yeah." He shifts on the sofa, his expression turning a little more serious. "I came to ask if you’ve considered hiring Astrid."There it is, the conversation I was dreading. I stifle a groan, but I can't hide the way my body tenses at the mention of her name."I’m worried about her," Peter continues, leaning forward. "I don’t like where she’s working now. And with everything that happened recently, I just... I don’t trust those people. I’d feel better if she was working with someone I could trust."The air in the room seems to thicken, and I force myself to keep my expression neutral.Trust? Does he think Astrid will be safe with me? He has no idea that I’m the big wolf he should be protecting her from.The thought of having Astrid working here, in my space, every single day has my brain spiraling in directions I shouldn’t even entertain. I can already feel my resistance crumbling.“I don’t know, Peter…” I rub my jaw, tryin
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JordanI decline Astrid’s call for the fifth time, my thumb hovering over the screen before I let it drop onto my desk. I can’t bring myself to speak to her. Not after what almost happened at her house. My phone beeps with another message from her, but I ignore it, clenching my jaw so tight.If her friend hadn’t walked in when she did… God, what was I thinking? I scrub my hand over my face, trying to shake off the memory.What if it had been Peter who walked in on us instead of her friend? The thought alone makes my stomach twist.I can’t even begin to imagine what Peter would do if he found out how close I was to claiming his little girl, or that I already did –twice. He would castrate me for touching his little girl, for making her cum twice in one night and putting my hands on her.But no matter how much I try to push her out of my mind, remind myself that she’s Peter’s daughter and therefore she should be off limits to me. Forbidden even, I can’t.God, she’s invading every part
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ASTRID “Astrid,” he says, more softly, he might have noticed the pain on my face.“I care about you a lot.”“Because I’m your goddaughter?” he doesn’t answer. After a few minutes of silence, he says,“I didn’t come here to take advantage of you. I came here because I was worried about you. I know it must be hard on you.”“If you care about me, then you will make me happy.” He shakes his head.“Fucking you right now will be me being a selfish bastard. You are too vulnerable right now.” I nod, even though I don’t understand him.“See yourself out and let the door hit you on your way out. I have a date with my vibrator, it can do what you’re too scared to do.” I barely make it to the living room when Jordan grips me forcefully, spinning me to face him.He’s livid. Is he jealous of my vibrator?“You will not touch yourself while I’m here.”“You are welcome to watch.”“It’s not going to happen.”I open my mouth to protest and he seals his lips over mine, shutting me up with a lush kiss. H
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ASTRIDI can’t put a name to my feelings. Anger, sadness, frustration…everything’s tangled up. All different shades of emotions coalesce together to form this infuriating need to be wrapped in Jordan’s arm.I’m supposed to hate Jordan. I should hate him for being the reason my life is messed up. It makes no sense that I want him so badly.I should hate him. He’s the one who keeps driving me crazy, who keeps rejecting me, pushing me away, but no matter how many times I remind myself of that, I still want him.God I hate how much I want him. It’s infuriating.God knows I’m trying so hard to get that man off my head, but he’s stuck in my head! The thought of him makes my heart race. I hate how my body tingles at the sight of him. Just thinking about him makes me tingle, my skin burning with this unbearable desire.I don’t understand him. He said he didn’t want anything to do with me, yet he showed up at my family dinner where he knew I would be there. I know Jordan, if he didn’t want t
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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
Claiming My Father’s Best Friend 47
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
