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TRAPPED WITH MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND CHAPTER 122
The same day, I never expected that Sevi would actually rent a luxury looking motor boat for us use. As the boat sped through the clear blue waters, island after lush island rolling past us in the distance. He’d whisked me away after our time at the café, suggesting we take a boat out to explore some of the quieter islands.“Are you sure this isn’t too much?” I’d asked, laughing at his casual insistence that I “just wait and see.”“Bridgette, you’re on vacation,” he’d replied, his tone lighthearted as he adjusted the boat’s speed. “The whole point is to unwind and not think too much about things. Let me take care of it.”And so I did. I let go, let the wind rush through my hair as we passed secluded coves, sandy beaches, and dense palm groves. We finally stopped at a small, private beach on one of the islands, where Sevi cut the engine and helped me out of the boat. Ahead, there was a table set with white linens and delicate lanterns that flickered like stars against the night sky.E
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As Sevi and I settled down into the cozy talk, I leaned back, sipping my coffee and trying to digest everything that had happened today. This “fake fiancée” plan was risky, and though the thought of it had me half amused and half terrified, I couldn’t deny it had a certain appeal. Something about the way Sevi looked at me made me feel strangely comfortable, as if I could trust him despite how fast everything was moving. But it wasn’t until he looked at me across the table with a slightly hesitant expression that I sensed we’d be veering into new territory.“Bridgette,” Sevi began, placing his coffee cup down and leaning in a little. “Before we go any further with this plan, there are some things you need to know about my family. Particularly, my father.”He said it so seriously that my amusement faded, and I sat up, giving him my full attention. “Alright,” I replied. “I’m listening.”He exhaled, his shoulders tensing as he started. “My father, Antonio Reynolds… He’s not just a regular
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The next morning, I was up early, curiosity thrumming through me after Sevi’s vague invitation. He’d insisted we had plans today, but I had no idea what he had in mind. The surprise element didn’t sit entirely comfortably with me—especially after agreeing to this “fake fiancée” arrangement—but Sevi’s disarming sincerity made it difficult to say no. Besides, there was something about him that drew me in. And perhaps, I enjoyed the distraction from the usual grind and endless expectations my life entailed.Around noon, Sevi picked me up, offering me a warm grin as he held the car door open. “Ready for another adventure?”I raised a skeptical brow, feeling half intrigued and half exasperated by his nonchalance. “Depends on where we’re going,” I replied, sliding into the seat. “You’ve been pretty tight-lipped about today’s plans.”“Trust me. You’ll like it,” he said, though the mysterious glint in his eyes had me wondering what, exactly, I was in for.The car ride was mostly filled with
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Finally meeting Sevi’s father, Antonio Reynolds, felt surreal. From the outside, his sprawling estate was nothing short of intimidating, exuding power and influence. The manicured gardens, towering columns, and understated elegance told me more than any article or biography about the man we were about to face. My nerves buzzed with anticipation as Sevi and I walked up the grand steps, his hand steady and comforting in mine, though he didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to; his silence held a heaviness I could almost feel, like he was bracing himself for an encounter he would rather avoid.As we entered the mansion, a dignified older man with salt-and-pepper hair and an air of reserved confidence greeted us. Antonio Reynolds was nothing like I’d imagined. While his posture and gaze spoke of authority, his eyes held a warmth I hadn’t anticipated, a subtle, kind gleam that contradicted every mental picture I’d painted. He extended a hand to me, his smile polite, and his voice was gentl
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The weekend approached faster than I could have prepared for, and with it, Antonio’s plans for an elaborate engagement party to celebrate the announcement. Sevi and I exchanged anxious glances when his father brought it up, but Antonio's excitement made it impossible to refuse. The look of hope in Antonio’s eyes, the warmth a proud father’s smile—it left me feeling oddly guilty about the lie I was entangled in. And although Sevi’s resentment toward his father was clear, even he didn’t have the heart to deny him the joy of seeing his “engaged” son in love.As the day of the party drew closer, our roles as fiancés became almost second nature. I was suddenly adjusting to the routine of holding Sevi’s hand, brushing his arm as we walked, and occasionally meeting his eyes with a feigned look of affection. It was convincing—perhaps a little too much so. Each time Antonio glanced at us with approval, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction, a pang of guilt gnawed at me. This wasn’t just lyi
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The evening had only grown heavier with each passing minute, a calculated orchestration of small talk, polite smiles, and hushed tones under the strings of golden lights Antonio had adorned the terrace with. This engagement party was all about elegance, yet my mind was entirely elsewhere as I was clouded by the palpable tension hanging between me and the one person I wished had never shown up—Thiago.From across the room, I felt Thiago’s gaze on me, stealing glances whenever he thought I wouldn’t notice. It wasn’t anything explicit or inappropriate—at least not outwardly—but it was there, unignorable, like a fire licking at the edge of my carefully composed demeanor. Each glance felt like a luring magnet that was making me look into him. And I know that if I do that things would become a lot more awkward. I took a steadying breath while faking a smile on my face as I greeted yet another well-meaning guest offering congratulations for me and Sevi. Sevi’s arm was a comforting weight
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The morning light filtered gently through the sheer curtains as I sat by the window, sipping my coffee, letting the events of the previous night settle into a hazy memory. Sevi had been a calming presence amidst the tension, his steadfast support both comforting and surprisingly genuine. As we shared the moments of the engagement party, I’d felt a flicker of something I hadn’t anticipated—something close to gratitude for having him by my side in this charade. A soft knock on the door broke my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, setting my cup down as Sevi stepped into the room, his expression caught between seriousness and thoughtfulness.“Morning,” he said, offering me a small smile. “I, uh, wanted to talk to you about something.”I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the slight hesitation in his tone. “What’s going on?”He sighed, pulling up a chair across from me. “I asked my father to let us have a break from these events for a few days. I told him I wanted to spend more time with you—ar
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The crisp Miami air was vibrant as Sevi and I strolled through the bustling streets. Our earlier encounter with Thiago at the jewelry store still lingered in my mind, but Sevi seemed determined to shake off the tension by filling the day with more activities. After a short stop for coffee, he turned to me with a boyish grin."You know what Miami is really known for, aside from the beaches and nightlife?" Sevi asked, his enthusiasm contagious."Let me guess," I replied, smirking. "Art?"He nodded, his eyes lighting up. "Exactly. There's this amazing art museum not far from here. I've been meaning to visit it, and since we’re pretending to be the quintessential couple, why not make it a proper date?”I laughed. “Lead the way, art enthusiast.”The Perez Art Museum Miami was breathtaking from the moment we stepped inside. Sunlight poured through massive glass walls, illuminating contemporary exhibits that ranged from the eccentric to the awe-inspiring. The air inside was tinged with the
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I found him where I always did when the world became too loud: at the marina.The sky was streaked with watercolor shades of early morning, and the salty breeze curled through my hair as I stepped onto the dock. His boat was moored at the end, rocking gently against the water.He was there. Back to me. Arms braced on the railing. The way his shoulders stiffened when he heard my footsteps told me he knew it was me before I even said a word.I stopped a few feet behind him."You left the door open," I said softly.He turned.God, his eyes. They held every storm we had ever weathered together. And still, somehow, they softened the second they landed on me."You came back," he said, voice low, careful."I never really left," I admitted.The air between us hummed with tension, and yet—there was something else. Something tender trying to take root amidst all the wreckage."Why are you here, Bridgette?" he asked, like he didn’t quite believe it.I took a shaky breath and stepped closer. "Bec
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The rain hadn’t stopped since I left Thiago’s penthouse. Hours blurred into the grayness of the cityscape as I wandered aimlessly through streets I barely remembered walking. I needed air, space, clarity—anything that could drown out the chaos inside me.But no matter how far I walked, I couldn’t outrun what I felt.I ended up at the pier.There was something about the water—violent and serene all at once—that mirrored the storm in my chest. I leaned against the railing, soaked to the bone, hair clinging to my cheeks, and for the first time in days, I let myself feel it all.Everything Thiago and I had built. Everything we had broken. And everything we still were, despite it.The truth was, I loved him. I had loved him since the day he stood in front of me in that impossibly tailored suit, looking at me like I was something he had been searching for and never thought he’d find.And now? Now it felt like we were caught in some endless dance of push and pull. Anger and desire. Trust and
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Victor’s expression darkened instantly. “Thiago.” I nodded, gripping the edge of the table to steady myself. My mind raced, replaying Thiago’s words, the silky menace in his tone. You were never just a player. You’ve always been the prize. I felt sick. Victor stood, jaw clenched. “You need to leave the city.” I snapped my head up. “What?” “Bridgette, this isn’t just about business anymore.” His voice was sharper now, edged with something I couldn’t quite place. “Thiago doesn’t lose. And when he does, he doesn’t let it go.” Anger flared inside me. “So what? I’m supposed to just run? Disappear while he still has control over my life?” Victor exhaled, his hands bracing against the table. “You think this is control? He’s only getting started.” I hated how true that felt. Victor leaned in, voice lower now, urgent. “I can get you out. A flight, a safe house—whatever you need. But you have to decide now.” My chest tightened. “And what happens when I come back?” Victor
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I took a step back, my breath coming in short, sharp bursts. My entire body was trembling, but whether it was from rage or something else, I couldn’t tell."You had years to tell me this," I hissed. "And you didn’t."Thiago’s gaze never wavered. "I was protecting you."I let out a cold, bitter laugh. "No. You were protecting yourself."Silence.I turned away, my hands shaking as I reached for the door. I needed air. Space. I needed to get away from him before I drowned in the weight of his words.But then, just as my fingers grazed the handle, Thiago’s voice cut through the air like a blade."You can leave, Bridgette," he said. "But that won’t change the truth."I stiffened."You were mine from the start," he murmured. "Whether you want to accept it or not."I squeezed my eyes shut, willing away the way my chest tightened at his words.I wanted to hate him.But the worst part?Somewhere, buried beneath all the anger, was the terrifying realization that a part of me never stopped being
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I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “You don’t own me, Thiago.”His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Don’t I?”The arrogance in his voice sent a bolt of irritation through me, breaking through the haze of his proximity. I shoved against his chest, forcing some distance between us.“Get over yourself,” I snapped. “I came with you because I need answers. That’s it.”Something flickered in his expression—something dark and unreadable—but he stepped back, giving me space. “Then let’s go.”I hesitated for just a second before following him out of the elevator.His suite was exactly what I expected—expensive, sleek, and impersonal. Like a place meant to impress, not to live in.Thiago loosened the cuffs of his sleeves as he walked toward the minibar. “Drink?”“No.” I crossed my arms, staying near the door. “Just talk.”He poured himself a glass of whiskey, swirling it before taking a slow sip. “Where do you want me to start?”I clenched my jaw. “Why did
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The weight of Victor’s words settled deep in my chest long after they were spoken. I stared down at the amber liquid in my glass, but it offered no answers. Only more questions.Had I already lost the ability to choose? Had Thiago already decided for me?Victor sighed, rubbing his jaw as if he were debating something. Then, he leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and met my gaze.“I need to tell you something,” he said.A chill skated down my spine. “What?”He hesitated. Just for a second. And that alone sent warning bells ringing in my head.“Victor,” I pressed.His lips parted, but before he could speak, his phone buzzed sharply on the table.He glanced at the screen, and whatever he saw made his expression darken.I frowned. “What is it?”Instead of answering, he stood abruptly, snatching his jacket from the chair. “You should stay here tonight.”“What?” My heart stuttered. “Why?”His jaw tightened as he typed something on his phone. “Thiago’s looking for you.”Cold dread curled in
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I clenched my fists, my pulse hammering in my ears. “I don’t have to choose anything.”Javier let out a quiet chuckle, his gaze steady, almost expectant. “That’s where you’re wrong, mija.” He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You’ve already chosen—you just don’t realize it yet.”A chill ran down my spine.Thiago stepped between us, his broad shoulders cutting off Javier’s view of me. “If you’re done playing riddles, we’re leaving.”Javier exhaled sharply, clearly unimpressed. “You’re a fool if you think you can keep her out of this, Bermudez.” His gaze flickered back to me, dark amusement in his eyes. “And you, Bridgette… you’re an even bigger fool if you think you can outrun your own legacy.”Something in my chest tightened, but I refused to let it show. I lifted my chin, forcing steel into my voice. “Watch me.”Javier just smiled. “Ah, mi pequeña tormenta,” he murmured. “We’ll see how long that defiance lasts when the world comes crashing down.”Before I could say an
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The air in the car felt suffocating. My pulse pounded against my ribs, but I refused to let my panic show.Thiago's expression had turned to stone, his body tense beside me. "How does he know we're here?"Mateo shrugged, too casual. "Your father has eyes everywhere, Bermudez. Did you really think you could waltz into Madrid unnoticed?"Thiago exhaled sharply. His fingers tapped against his knee in a slow, calculated rhythm—a sign that he was thinking, strategizing.I forced my voice to stay steady. "What does he want?"Mateo tilted his head, considering me. "To see you, of course. He’s given instructions for you to be brought to him—immediately."Brought. Not invited. Not welcomed.My fingers curled into fists. "And if I refuse?"Mateo’s smirk deepened. "Then you already know what happens next, princesa."I swallowed hard.Thiago shifted beside me. "She’s not going anywhere she doesn’t want to." His voice was calm, but the edge beneath it was lethal.Mateo chuckled, but his eyes remai
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Thiago watched me carefully, gauging my reaction. He was waiting for me to flinch, to back down—but I didn’t.Instead, I met his gaze head-on. “Fine,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Let’s do it.”A slow, satisfied smirk curled on his lips. “That’s my girl.”I ignored the way my pulse jumped at those words. “Do you have a plan, or are we just throwing ourselves into the fire and hoping we don’t get burned?”His smirk widened. “Oh, we’re the fire, princesa. And it’s time they learn that the hard way.”He turned, already pulling his phone from his pocket. “Pack a bag. We’re leaving in an hour.”I blinked. “Wait—what?”Thiago didn’t even look up as he typed out a message. “You wanted to go on the offensive. That means moving fast.”Panic warred with the determination burning in my chest. “Where are we going?”He finally met my gaze, and for the first time, I saw something beyond amusement and arrogance. I saw purpose.“To the last place they’d expect us to be.”A chill ran down m
