Thought the rollercoaster had come to a stop? Think again.
Evelyn and Jacob's idyllic paradise is on the brink of facing challenges more daunting than anything they've encountered before. Italy is no longer the haven they thought it was, and the walls of their room offer no sanctuary from the storms of business rivalries and the shadows of Jacob's enigmatic past.
Fixing someone may be easy, but continuing to love them is anything but.
Their most formidable tempest lies on the horizon, the toughest storm of all, and they must make a choice – confront it head-on or risk being torn asunder.
Prepare for the ultimate upheaval, for it is within the depths of a relationship that the true demons lurk.
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My Dad's Bestfriend: Sins In Italy, Trouble In Paradise
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"Well, I've been waiting for you. So, tell me, what's the reason for the honor of having the lady herself come to my apartment?" He asked, a strange familiar glint in his eyes as he eyed me up and down, noticing everything as he raised his glass to his mouth taking a sip of the whiskey-the same one Jacob always had.
"You asked for one night, right?"I cut straight to the point, "If I spend the night with you, will you return everything you have unfairly taken from him through your false reports in the media?"
"Yes, Bella Dona," he replied, rising from his seat with a sly grin, coming closer to me. So close that I could feel his breath on my skin, "I'll return everything to him," his cold rings grazed my skin as he traced my shoulder down to my finger, where he noticed my ring with Jacob's initials.
"However, there's one thing I can't return to him," he fixed his gaze on my face. "You."
"It's just for one night, Tyler. I'll never be yours."
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Let's Discover what awaits Jacob and Evelyn in Italy.
"Well, I've been waiting for you. So, tell me, what's the reason for the honor of having the lady herself come to my apartment?" He asked, a strange familiar glint in his eyes as he eyed me up and down, noticing everything as he raised his glass to his mouth taking a sip of the whiskey-the same one Jacob always had."You asked for one night, right?"I cut straight to the point, "If I spend the night with you, will you return everything you have unfairly taken from him through your false reports in the media?""Yes, Bella Dona," he replied, rising from his seat with a sly grin, coming closer to me. So close that I could feel his breath on my skin, "I'll return everything to him," his cold rings grazed my skin as he traced my shoulder down to my finger, where he noticed my ring with Jacob's initials."However, there's one thing I can't return to him," he fixed his gaze on my face. "You.""It's just for one night, Tyler. I'll never be yours."***Upon our arrival in Italy, none of us gave
EvelynIt turned out that his entire apartment was even more beautiful. To be honest, I doubted we'd left any corner untouched in the past twenty-four hours. In his own territory, Jacob was even wilder.For instance, I could say - my throat was still sore, not from what you might think (although I wouldn't deny that it also happened), but from all the screaming and shouting. He wanted me loud, and my body responded to him every time he pushed inside of me, deep and raw. And man, he still knew how to discover new spots, though I'd believed he'd explored every inch of me.Amidst all the places in his apartment, my favourite was the balcony, offering breathtaking views of Rome. Rome was beautiful, just like the Italian who had his hand wrapped around my waist. I was draped in a robe, and he had a towel hanging low around his waist as he savoured a cup of coffee.Both of us enjoyed the view and the cool breeze, although it was hard to focus on anything else when the most beautiful sight w
Evelyn"I can't believe it's him," I chuckled softly as I looked at the picture. "He doesn't look fifteen at all. Even his height was... too small.""You see it too, right?" Rosaline flipped to the next page of the album, her smile never fading. "Here, see, this was when he won his first basketball trophy. Look at the smile on his face, così adorabile.""Aww... Jacob was such a baby," I mused, unable to hide my smile."Don't 'aww' me," he groaned, making an attempt to snatch the album, but Enzo stopped him as he plopped down beside him on the couch."Why so frustrated, my boy?" Enzo laughed, handing him a glass of wine, and offering one to me as well. "Evelyn deserves to see your childhood pictures, non è vero?" (Translation: Isn't that true?)"That's not childhood, Dad," he scowled, almost trying to hide his embarrassment. "That's a deformed teenage period! Totally screwed up.""Hey, you looked cute," I spoke up. "I admit your height was a little too... short, but I wouldn't say ther
Evelyn"Who's Ricci?" I asked, my curiosity burning like a slow fuse.However, As I posed my question, my man appeared less interested in responding, leading me to the car and opening the door. Fucking jerk!Well, not for opening the car door, it was a small gesture, so it necessarily didn’t irk me but his way of ignoring my question did!“Are you just going to fucking pretend my question doesn't exist?" I muttered, closing the car door with a subtle thud. I leaned against the vehicle, arms crossed, and stared at him. "So, who is Ricci?""It's a long story, baby," Jacob sighed, his fingers running through his hair as he rested his hand against the car door, right beside my shoulder."Well, I have time," I retorted, a frown creasing on my face, for fuck’s sake who was Ricci? Because it seemed like he and Jacob weren’t quite on good terms, "It's not like I need to catch a flight back to America right now."A faint smile cracked on his face as he observed my reaction. Did I look like s
EvelynI heard the door click shut behind me, sending shivers down my spine. My breath came in uneven bursts, and my hair was a chaotic mess, courtesy of the winds that had rushed into the car as Jacob sped through the fifteen-minute drive in what felt like five minutes, or maybe even less. All I knew was—tonight he was not going to leave any inch of me untouched.I had awakened the beast within him, and those mere five minutes of waiting had intensified his hunger to its peak.No matter how familiar I was with Jacob and his unpredictable ways, I knew he would never cease to surprise me, and that thought...unnerved me.Suddenly, his hand slid around my waist, and with a swift tug, he pressed me against the door, trapping me between his body and the frigid surface. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his other hand encircled my throat, his warm fingers against my cold skin sending tantalizing shivers down my spine. It felt undeniably good, yet the proximity only heightened my nervousness.
Evelyn"The night is far from over..." His whispered words sent tremors through my entire body. I was aching for release, going crazy inside and out. However, this man, with his hardened length already pressing against my thigh over his pants, didn't seem bothered in the slightest.As always, he remained calm while mine was long gone."You can't just do this to me all the time," I whined as he kissed down my neck. A wicked smirk played on his lips, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he traveled his lips lower, stopping right before reaching my wet heat."Jacob, please..." I pleaded, unable to endure it any longer. I was already a shaking, sweaty mess, and he seemed to relish the sight."What do you want, Evelyn?" he asked, finally moving down and kissing my clit. My back arched, my hips bucked, and my eyes almost rolled to the back of my head at the sudden contact. "Do you want me to eat you up..." He licked from my slit to clit, earning a moan from me. It was impossible to focus o
Evelyn "Was I too hard on you?" He murmured, tracing his fingertips lightly along my spine while we lay tangled in the bedsheets, the early morning sunlight peeking through the thick clouds, indicating that Jacob and I had wasted the entire night together. Well, not wasted. Despite the lingering sensation that made walking seem challenging for the next few days, the experience was incredible. He indeed made me feel like a virgin all over again."No," I replied, nuzzling into his neck as our naked bodies entwined under the duvet. "You were..." I paused, a smile gracing my lips as I found the perfect word. "Just you.""Your words make me want to fuck you again, Evie," he sighed, drawing me closer until I was resting on top of him, causing a gasp to escape my lips."Goodness, Jacob! Can't you stop treating me like I weigh nothing? I am not an object!” I attempted to shift away, but his arms around my waist halted my movement."You're not an object, but I'll agree on one thing," a misch
Jacob"So, Mr. Jonathan, any other concerns on your mind? Is there anything else you wish to discuss?” I asked, a faint chuckle escaping my lips as I regarded the bald-headed British man seated across from me. It seemed he harboured grand hopes concerning Chloe—likely hoping to settle down with her. But did he truly know that she wasn't one to settle? Certainly not.Or else why would he be here to satisfy her whims?"As I mentioned, Mr. Adriano, I don't see the profitability in having my funds tied up in your ongoing projects. Our agreement was clear: It stipulated the prompt release of my funds upon request, and I anticipate a seamless resolution from your end.""Of course, I can arrange the return of your funds. However, if I may ask," I maintained a composed demeanour, holding back my smile, “Is profitability the sole concern here? Because I suspect there's more to your decision than meets the eye. It’s Chloe, isn’t it?”He appeared taken aback by my directness, a flicker of embar