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Chapter 54: Perfect timing
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"What? You did?" I asked as my eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"He nodded and averted his eyes away from me. His expression turned thoughtful. "I decided to eavesdrop since it was obvious there was more going on than met the eye."I let out a sigh of relief; it felt like a heavy load had lifted off my head. He saved me the long explanation; I wouldn't have to convince him anymore."But wait, you heard our conversation and you didn't barge in to confront her? Why?" I asked, curious as I stared at him intently.He remained silent, his expression unreadable as he stared into nothing in particular. "Well..." he began, his voice hesitant. "I knew Erin for years. I mean, I thought I knew her, but I guess she is not the same girl who worked for me for three years," he replied, his voice dripping with disappointment."I thought I knew her too," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Still, inside, I was beaming with relief. Now that Mr. Clinton knows, she will be too afraid to continue p
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 56: I'll protect my own
XAVIER'S POVI stood outside Erin's door, my fist clenched and ready to knock. The morning sunlight streaming through the hallway windows did little to ease my tension. Yesterday's revelations still simmered in my mind—Erin's calculated games, Sarah's unwitting vulnerability. I wouldn't let it continue.My knock was firm, a declaration of intent. Erin's door creaked open, and she gazed up at me with feigned innocence. And I saw right through it."Can I come in?" I asked, keeping my voice as calm as possible, but my intention was very clear. My gaze was burning with intensity.Erin nodded with a wry smile and allowed me in; her fingers were clinging together, her lips pressed into a thin line.I also saw right through that; she was feigning nervousness.I took a deep breath to control my emotions; my gaze returned to her, my expression calm and collected, but I was inwardly brewing with anger."Erin... what did Sarah do to you? Why do you want to hurt her?" I locked eyes with her, and
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 57: Unlike me
XAVIER'S POV I gave my last warning and turned to leave. Erin stood in defeat, her gaze fixed and piercing at my back as I walked away. I climbed upstairs, my mind still reeling from the confrontation with her. The tension in my body began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of relief. I had protected Sarah, and that's all that mattered. What I said to her was overly harsh, but I couldn't help it. She didn't deserve a second chance after all that she spilled out last night. As I reached the top, I saw Sarah standing in the corridor, her hair tied up in a ponytail, revealing the delicate curve of her neck and her flawless skin that seemed to glow in the morning light as it danced before my eyes. The allure was irresistible, stirring desires I'd long suppressed. My pulse quickened, and I looked away, fighting the urge to touch her, revealing my infatuation, and the familiar struggle resurfaced: duty versus desire. The moment she noticed me, a warm smile spread across her face. "G
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 58: "He loves you."
**SARAH'S POV** I led Miss Ross to the dining room, breathing a sigh of relief as it seemed my playful distraction had worked. Soft morning light streamed through the window, brightening the room. With my arms still wrapped around her shoulders, I gently guided her into a chair. She settled into the seat, crossing her arms, her eyes losing their tense edges. "Let me go make you some steeped tea first," I said with a wide smile, turning towards the kitchen. "Make it two cups," Miss Ross added, her voice softer now. "At your service, madam." With a smile, I flashed a jaunty salute and whisked into the kitchen. As I prepared the tea, I heard faint footsteps approaching, mingling with the sound of clinking dishes. I tilted my head to the doorway, and my gaze met Erin's as she sauntered into the kitchen. A suitcase rolled beside her, accompanied by a small purse clutched in her hand. Her face was a mask of neutrality, eyes fixed ahead, and lips pressed into a thin line. The only
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 59: Burning intensity
Mr. Clinton approached us, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Is there a party going on?" He raised one eyebrow, his voice laced with amusement. Miss Ross dropped her mug in the sink after gulping down the whole cup of tea in one go. "Yeah, tea party. Too bad you came late." She rolled her eyes, brushing past him as she gently slapped his shoulder. The moment she walked out of the kitchen, my eyes locked on him, a sly smile spreading on my lips. "Would you like some tea?" I purred softly, biting my lips, my shoulders raising seductively. "Or perhaps you would like to continue with what we were doing earlier before...your mother interrupted." His eyes never left mine as his expression remained unreadable, but it did well to conceal the effect I had on him. His gaze was drawn to my face, precisely my lips, as I spoke. And for a moment, I felt his desire burning in his gaze, but it disappeared the next second he looked away. "I don't want my mother to..."
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 60: Bound to change
A wide grin spread across my face as I heard him; my eyes sparkled with giddy excitement. Even though he hadn't admitted to his feelings, he still gave me a chance to make do it, and I was ready to go all out—not relenting. With one stride, I closed the small distance between us; my fingers traced the curve of his collar, and I gripped him possessively and drew him closer. He gave in to my abrupt pull, his eyes fixed on my face as his expression contained a mix of amusement and irritation. He let out a disgruntled sigh, his lips pressed into a thin line as our faces were mere inches apart. My grin grew wider as my face desperately hovered over his, our lips almost touching. All I wanted to do was kiss those rosy lips over and over again, just as I had always imagined in my wet dreams, and finally, it had become a reality. I heaved a soft, satisfied sigh, ready to crash my lips onto his, but without warning, he gently gripped a fistful of my hair, tilting his head away from my f
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 61: Infectious joy
Our eyes snapped towards the living room as we instantly turned alert. "What was that?" I asked, immediately dropping the knife on the counter and turning to him. He frowned, concern etching his face. "Sounds like something broke." He replied and strode towards the living room, his long strides eating up the distance. I followed closely behind, darting my eyes across the whole place. There was no sight of Miss Ross anywhere, so who would have broken something? "Miss Ross..." I hollered, and my voice echoed, shattering the silence. As we entered the living room, I gasped at the sight before us. The vase that had sat on the coffee table lay shattered on the floor, its fragments scattered everywhere. "Who could have...?" I trailed off, my eyes scanning the room. Then I noticed that even the table linen was rumpled, the edges almost falling off the table. "How did this fall on its own?" I mused, returning my gaze to the shattered fragments beneath me. Without a word, Mr.
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 62: Panic state
I returned to the kitchen, my finger still throbbing slightly, but my mood remained buoyant. A small cut couldn't ruin my blissful morning, especially when things had fallen into place for me. Mr. Clinton's subtle acceptance of our relationship and teasing remarks had really lightened my day, and also Erin's disappearance felt as if the heavens were on my side today. I felt truly grateful for this peaceful morning, free from the tension and drama that had once plagued me. As I continued cooking, my eyes strayed to the peanut jar, now sitting at the far edge of the counter. I halted, my forehead creasing in thought. Wasn't that jar an arm's length away earlier? Or did I shift it over there a while ago? No, I was sure I didn't. I pursed my lips, staring at the peanut jar, trying to remember, but I had no memory of taking it to that position. "Whatever," I mumbled, averting my eyes and returning my gaze back to the almost ready meal before me. The sizzling vegetables and simme
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