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Chapter 35: Stranded
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Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 36: Sly Bitch
The night cold wind seeped into my exposed skin, sending trails of goosebumps all over me. I looked far off in the distance, constantly checking to see if a black or grey car was approaching, but none I recognized passed by. Sulking in my breath, I tried dialing his number again, but there was no answer, which only got me exasperated. I huffed, kicking the ground with my feet, but a shrill of pain surged through me, my knee throbbing from the abrupt pressure. I groaned silently, berating myself for getting out of control and hurting myself in the process. "Is he angry at me to the extent that he wants to abandon me?" I murmured, my heart slowly racing in desperation and an immense urge to shield myself from the harsh weather. I got back into the car, leaning on the headrest, my vision almost betraying me to sleep, but I snapped awake. Sleeping in the middle of the room was a sensible thing to do, especially at nighttime. I barely registered how the time flew by, but I was certain
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 37: Strange liar
Erin's strange behaviour got me reeling; earlier she was drowning in sorrow, but now, hiding behind Mr. Clinton's embrace, she turned into a sly fox. What is she up to? What is her agenda by feigning tears and giving me that smug look? No matter how hard I thought about it, I still couldn't wrap my head around her true intentions. I stared at her, my face contorted in disgust as her eyes were fixed on me, her smile never faltering. After what seemed like forever in their embrace, Mr. Clinton pulled away, his hand rubbing her shoulders. "Now let's get you home. On our way, you can explain what happened..." he said, his face filled with compassion. She nodded, sniveling, placing her gaze on the ground. I rolled my eyes at her in disdain as I suppressed the urge to tear off her mask. What annoyed me the most was Mr. Clinton's obliviousness. I wouldn't blame him though; if she hadn't revealed her true colours, I would have also fallen for her facade. Mr. Clinton helped her get on h
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 38: One last kiss
Since everyone else had called it a night, I figured I'd hang out with Mr. Clinton and make the most of our time together. I brought in two mugs of steaming hot milk tea, along with my usual snack, which I would probably be eating alone... I found him relaxing on the couch situated at the veranda, his head leaning against the headrest with his legs crossed. I stood a fair distance away, watching him in silence; his eyes were closed, and his lips were impeccably defined. He seemed to be enjoying the night breeze, which I found very chilling. I had a blanket cozily wrapped around me; my long baggy pants shielded my legs from the harsh cold. I sat beside him, placing the mugs down on the table. I saw one of his eyes peek open, only to close again when he realized it was me. "What do you want?" His voice was stern, almost a whisper. I sighed at his unwelcoming tone. Resting in the headrest like him, I gazed out at the dark view of the night through the balcony... "Mr. Clinton,
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 39: Fleeting passion
A pleased smile spread on my lips, my eyes sparkling with anticipation. All I heard was the kiss and nothing else. The remaining part of the sentence was buried inside the abyss...With permission given, I jumped at my desire, one I had had for a long time. Instantly wrapping my hands around him, my lips crashed onto his. Every fiber of my body leaped for joy as I relished the savory taste of his mouth.He responded fairly quickly, pushing his tongue inside my depth while I explored every sweetness. I felt an unfamiliar sensation at the pit of my stomach, every inch of my body spasming in reaction to the kiss.Pushing my mouth deeper into his depth, my grip on his hair tightened, my fingers clinging to the silky texture as I felt a moistness dangling in between my thighs.In desperation, driven by sheer lust, I slumped my body into him, making him fall onto his back, his body slamming onto the couch.Now that I was on top of him, I decided to make the most of it by grinding my hips ag
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XAVIER'S POVThe fleeting moment of passion got me reeling; I found myself drowned in the kiss. My body shivered with wants I just couldn't pull myself out of her desperate desire. Every trail left by her body spoke volumes of the hunger that ravaged her—the soft whispers of her skin, the gentle caress of her fingers, and the tender touch of her lips all screamed of a longing that had been suppressed for far too long.It spoke the story of a desire that could no longer be denied.Although I didn't initiate the kiss, I triggered her by suggesting we have it, despite my being against her proposed relationship. I didn't know what came over me; all of a sudden, I was just too exasperated by her constant nagging, her seduction, and her mischievous behavior. She had me spinning in my own resolve to never condone such an awkward relationship.Yet again, I felt the same stimulation that had been buried for far too long—one I thought I would never feel again. But surprisingly, I didn't resist.
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 41: Strange Erin (1)
SARAH'S POV I woke up with a sharp pain surging through me, my feet arching; the pain was unbearable, and I pressed my lips tightly to avoid screaming. Attempting to lift my foot, a silent gasp escaped my lips, my face grimacing in agony. I still hadn't recovered from my knee sprain, and now another injury had been added to the collection. "Does it still hurt?" "A lot," I said before my eyes widened in alarm as I registered the familiar voice. There by the door was Mr. Clinton, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, his face filled with concern. He strode towards my bed and sat beside me, his eyes locking on mine, and for a split second, my pain turned to insignificance. My eyes wandered over him as I fully checked him out. His dark brown eyes had a warm glow under the dim light, and his shirt was hardly done, revealing his chiseled, muscular chest. My eyes trailed to his lips, and that's when I quickly stopped myself from drooling over him. He waved his hands over my
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 42: Strange Erin(2)
"And how will I regret not taking your help?" I interjected, my face scrunched in annoyance. "Erin, what's your problem with me? I don't understand; you have been strange." She just scoffed, rolling her eyes annoyingly. "I only gave you a piece of advice, nothing more," she said, her eyes still rolling. She then came closer and whispered in my ear, "I know the tension going on between the two of you, and I know how to calm it, only if you accept my help." I pulled away from her, my brow furrowing. How did she know that? Then it occurred to me she had been spying on us ever since... What could she possibly gain by doing that? "Erin, I don't need your advice. Just do what you're paid to do," I said sternly, nodding in the direction of my bathroom. I didn't want to be rude, but I couldn't help it. Her shoulder rose in a careless shrug, a menacing glint in her eyes. "No problem." She stood and left to prepare my bath. While I sat, my mind unraveled, paranoia kicking in. The sound o
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 43: Strange Erin(3)
My lips parted in shock; her feigned behavior got me reeling. I tried to protest, but she instantly cut me off. "You are too stubborn, Sarah. I know you feel cooped up and needed some fresh air, but you should have thought about the pain. Look, you've hurt yourself..." "ERIN!" I yelled, my voice laced with anger. "Are you out of your mind? How could you lie like this?" My outburst echoed throughout the room, my chest heaving slightly. Mr. Clinton stared at me, wide-eyed, stunned by my yell. He then turned to Erin, his eyes narrowing at her as if requesting an explanation. "What's going on? Are the two of you fighting?" Erin’s face turned pale, her lips agape, feigning surprise. "Sarah... how could you..." she said, her voice breaking. "I was just trying to take care of you... as Mr. Clinton has instructed, and you're..." She choked, her eyes welling up. "Never mind, sorry for helping you in the first place." My lips quivered, utterly speechless at her ruse. I tried protesting aga
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