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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
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 44: Sinister atmosphere
"Here is your lunch..." Erin said, placing a plate of chicken on the glass table. A cunning smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she sat beside me.I stared at the chicken for quite some time, torn on whether to eat it or not. I couldn't trust Erin after what she had done. My heart skipped a beat,my paranoia kicking in. What if this was poisoned? I couldn't risk eating it after the stunt she pulled last time."I don't have an appetite." I shifted the plate away from me, turning to her. "Take it away and bring me my snack. It's in the fridge."Her eyes narrowed incredulously as she stared at me. "I thought meat was your favorite. You usually wiggle your tail each time you cook meat.""I said I don't have an appetite," I replied, looking at the chicken disgustedly as I tried to match my expression to my claim.I couldn't afford to eat it; the expression on her face clearly stated she was up to something, and I wasn't ready to find out this time around.Her snort jolted me from my t
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 45: Mental torment
"We are not done yet," she whispered, her voice low and dripping with malice. "And as for the chicken..." She paused, her hot breath fanning my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine. I held my breath, awaiting her sinister confession of the potentially unsettling meal. My heart thudded in my ears as her smile grew wider. "It wasn't poisoned as you thought..." she said after drawing out the immense suspense; her words diffused the bomb of tension that had been tickling away inside me. I exhaled deeply, feeling a sense of respite wash over me, my pulsating heartbeat steadying as my fear dissipated. I tilted my head to face her, my eyes flashing with resolve as I masked my face with an intent stare. "You will never succeed in mentally tormenting me ever again," I declared, my voice calm and even yet laced with quiet confidence. Our eyes locked, both fierce and piercing, neither of us willing to back down in the battle of wills where dark intent lay at the corner of our minds. A sly
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 46: A cycle of fear and anxiety
I sauntered towards the exit of the hall, leaving the ear-piercing chitchats of campus girls behind. They were all smiles as they conversed with their peers. Hums of laughter and bustling activities filled the air, overlapping with my gloominess that seemed to increase by the day. My usual cheerfulness had disappeared, replaced by a constant paranoia, especially at the duplex. I had been avoiding Erin for the past few days, cautiously treading on her path. Though she hadn't spoken her usual freaky talk since, in fact, she was kind of avoiding me too, which I was very grateful for. But the looks she gave me sent shivers down my spine; her icy blue eyes seemed to pierce into my soul, flipping my nerves into the abyss. Her sly smile was a constant reminder of the malice lurking underneath her polished facade. She was a threat I needed to watch out for, as her behavior signaled danger lurking in her shadow. I sighed, walking out of the door of the hall and retreating to a quiet place
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 47: Erin's shadow
I picked up the book from the bed; my grip tightened on the hardcover as I reread the message.YOU WILL NEVER WIN HIS HEART, I ASSURE YOU, BECAUSE HE WILL SEE YOU AS A SLUT. WATCH AND SEE.A threat it is. Her tone was obviously aggressive and condescending; it swirled with so much confidence as if she had control over my fate.Whatever she was planning, I had a clue; hopefully, I could prepare myself for the worst. Her intentions were painfully clear now that she had given me a hint. She is after my relationship with Mr. Clinton, and one thing that keeps bugging me is the question of why.Why does she want to interfere with my quest for his heart?What will she gain by doing all of this?She expects me to shake in my boots because it seems that was the essence of the message she left behind. I glanced at my door, my anger crawling to the surface. I very much wanted to go back there and confront her, but I reminded myself it was no use. I needed to tread carefully and not foolishly.I
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 48: A failed smart move
My face morphed into a deep frown mirroring the anger bubbling inside me. My chest stiffened as my heart did the thing it could do best—pounding and slamming my fear in my face. An intense battle brewed within me, one I couldn't quite escape nor find a weapon for defense.Why can't I beat her at her own game? I guess I am not the cunning type, but at least I should have some manipulative skills. It might help in situations like these. I couldn't fight back now that I had the chance alone with Mr. Clinton to narrate the battle going on; she had appeared out of nowhere to make sure she remained on the winning streak."Thanks, Erin, that is very thoughtful of you," Mr. Clinton approved with a soft smile, taking the mug from her."It's nothing, Mr. Clinton," Erin cooed, turning to me as she stretched out the other mug to me. "Take it, it's cinnamon tea."I hesitated, peering into the tea, my expression a mix of anger and suspicion. Finally, I took it, placing the mug on the floor. "Thanks
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