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Didi AdeyemiHi,I know I am late to today's chapter and I am deeply sorry for that.Uni resumed on Monday and I am trying to settle in and get everything done. I might be a little slow for the coming month but I assure you that I will try and keep to my 2 updates a week.Until then, please vote, share, comment and follow, I guess.
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Filthy Desires: A Dad's Best Friend Story 57
HAYLEY’S P.O.VThe officers left shortly after that. They didn’t linger on me any longer and instead chose to question some of Charles’ other friends. Sienna hadn’t said a thing about me asking her to sit in for the questioning but I honestly doubted that she was going to. Unless I gave her reason to worry, I didn’t think she would.I could barely focus on my remaining clients. Thankfully, it was easy enough to blame it on the hectic nature of the day and the fact that we just had officers crawling around our building. As soon as I was done with my last client, I made my way over to dad’s office.“Did they talk to you?” I asked and he nodded.“I’m the boss, Hayley, of course they’ll talk to me,” he gestured for me to take the seat opposite him. “They also wanted to ask about why you didn’t attend the last team building exercise.”“What did you tell them?”“That you told me didn’t want to,” he said simply.“Did they ask more?”He snorted. “Of course they asked more but I told them that
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HAYLEY’S P.O.VJake texted me the moment he arrived. I offered to meet him downstairs but he claimed he wanted to do this right and wanted to speak to my dad first. I thought he was being absolutely absurd. We had already gone way past the stage of talking to my father, that was meant to come before he stuck his dick inside of me but he seemed determined so I let him do whatever he wanted.Their conversation didn’t take so long and when he walked out of the office, he didn’t seem pissed. If anything, his expression was neutral. I leaned against the door of my office watching him as he made his way over to me.“I hate the fact that we have to hide this,” he murmured as soon as he was close enough to me.“You know why we have to.”“I do,” he agreed. “But that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to pin you against the wall and kiss you senseless for everyone to watch.” Just like that, my mouth dried up. He smiled at my expression and took the bag from my hand. “Can you walk or do you need me
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If there is one thing that I hate more than anything in this world, it is listening to investors drone on and on about their problems as if I care about it. It is not my fault that you don’t know how businesses work and that you refused to read the contract before signing. I cannot help the fact that you signed over fifty percent of your total earning instead of your profit.People only ever get a lawyer after they have fucked up instead of to prevent said fuck up. I am a lawyer not a miracle worker, I cannot help you.I took my glasses off my face and pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration as I looked at my father’s new client. To be honest, I don’t even know his name, and I don’t care. I work as one of my father’s lawyers. I am fresh out of law school so I don’t handle any of the major cases yet.“I’m sorry but I can’t help you.” I said cutting him off mid sentence. “It’s your job to help me.”“If you had brought the contract to me to read before signing then maybe I
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Jake left the house soon after that with dad and when my father returned late at night, Jake wasn’t with him.My father and I have had a routine ever since I was a kid. He is a very busy man with running his company and dealing with clients. Sometimes he would be late to events at school and sometimes even miss them.But every single day, we eat dinner together at 9 p.m. in front of the massive home theatre while watching a different movie. It was his way of making up for it and he only ever misses it when he travels.Last night was his turn to pick a movie and he picked a bloody slasher movie. I couldn’t tell you the name even if I tried. I spent the entire movie bitching about the characters and ridiculing their actions which led to dad telling me to shut up which then led me to telling him to pick better movies.Then he threw popcorn at me, then I threw some back, and from there, we just ended up talking about a bunch of crazy things before he threatened to shove a sock in my mouth
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The hair at the back of my neck stood on end as I took in the stoic look on his face. I nodded, wiped my hands against my shorts and followed him into the living room. He took off his jacket and tie and draped them over the armchair before turning to me.“If this is about Greg; it was not my fault.” “It’s not about Greg,” my dad chuckled, “Although, we do need to talk about him.”“There’s nothing to talk about; he was a dick and I treated him like a dick; story over.” I flashed a wide smile, “What did you want to talk about?”“I’m traveling tomorrow.” At first, I wondered why he made it such a big deal to tell me but then it hit me. “You’re not going to be here for the fourth of July.” He gave me a sheepish smile and nodded.My father and I have celebrated every Fourth of July together since the day I was born. His parents usually come over and we have this huge family barbeque in the backyard. For the last six years, Jake has been joining us as well. The barbeque will
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I could hear every ragged breath that left Jake’s lips, could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he stared down at me, could see the swirling darkness in his eyes. His desire was tangible, I could taste it, see it, feel it. We were so close to each other, it was almost like we were breathing the same air, feeling the same breeze, all it took was one wrong- or right- move and we would be pressed impossibly close together.Just when I thought he would make the move, he closed his eyes and took a slow step backwards. His rejection hit me square in the centre of my chest.“I’m not playing this game with you Hayley.”He had never rejected me so plainly before. But then again, I had never made my intentions known so plainly either. Maybe it was all in my head; maybe I made up those glances, read too much into them because I wanted to believe that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Maybe I was being delusional and I’m just the annoying little girl who he can’t seem to get rid of.
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I watched with baited breath as he slowly took off the jacket. He did it slowly, almost as if he wanted me to savor the moment; he wanted me to anticipate it, to want it- to crave it.The tie went next and he tossed it against my sofa. After, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. It felt like hours before he was done but he didn’t shrug off the shirt. He made a twirling motion with his hands and I turned around to face him and sat on my knees.“Lie on your back.” He instructed.I did as he asked but a question was plaguing me and I had to let it out, “If you were going to have me on my back then why did you ask me to get on my knees?”“You ask too many questions.” He said after a beat of silence and I shrugged. “It comes with the job. I can’t exactly be a lawyer without asking- oh.”He hooked his hands behind my thighs and dragged me until I was half dangling off the bed. The action took me by surprise hence the little gasp that escaped me.He knelt between my legs and my breath hitc
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I woke up the next morning feeling like I was in some sort of bubble. I woke up with a euphoric feeling bubbling in my chest. It was almost like I could hear the birds singing by my bed and I could have sworn I would have woken up to a full rainbow in the centre of my room.Before I even opened my eyes I had decided it was going to be a good day. I lay in bed and thought about yesterday’s events and couldn’t help but smile sheepishly to myself. It feels like a dream and I don’t want to wake up from it.I finally gathered the courage to peel my eyes open and I glanced at the clock on my nightstand, it read 8: 05 a.m. I can’t remember the last time I woke up this late, then again, I can’t remember the last time I had an orgasm that intense; my bad, two orgasms that intense and in one night.I turned to the now cold side of the bed where Jake had slept. The dip was still there so I knew it wasn’t a dream but it was cold, indicating that he had gotten up a while ago. I wonder why he didn’
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