All Chapters of Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

James."All is well, James," Giovani said, looking over the list he made on his phone. He glanced up to give me a reassuring smile, but I wasn't buying it. Something was wrong. I reached up and ran my fingers through my hair, letting out a sigh. "You're sure? I have noticed a lot of odd going-ons lately," I said. Giovani tilted his head as if confused by this. At the moment, we were sitting at our kitchen table in the compound. Giovani took a long sip from his coffee and nodded. "I am," he said, giving me a smile. "I have yet to let you down, James, and I don't intend on starting anytime soon," he said. He leaned back in his chair and then asked, "What odd going-ons, then?""The feeling of being watched, which I suppose I should get used to. I caught people in dark clothing staring from the distance, however, before scurrying off like rats," I said, a frown plastered on my face at the memory of that. Becca had been around when that happened, and I'd ap

James."I'm surprised to see someone so young and vibrant with someone so set in his ways," Sylvio, the butler was saying to Becca around the corner. I listened to the conversation while gritting my teeth. Wedding prep had been going phenomenally aside from this bastard and his piss-poor attitude toward me. Now, he was clearly coming on to Becca. At the moment, I was setting up some art pieces I wanted to be displayed in the halls when I overheard this entire conversation. I wondered if I should butt in, but I told myself that Becca could handle it. This was very true; I heard her laugh as if the man was joking. "Oh, he's not like that at all!" Becca said cheerfully. "James is a family man. Sure, we had our conflicts in the past. I went back and forth for a bit. But we are very much in love and happy." I smiled to myself, feeling my heart warm at her words. Not that I had any worries otherwise, of course. This butler, however, seemed to think she needed to be wit

Giovani.Everything was going according to plan, and I was beyond happy. There I stood, as James's best man, wearing a soft smile and my best tuxedo. So many happenings lately landed on my plate, but like I promised James, I took care of them all. As I looked at my cousin, I felt a warmth in my chest. I genuinely wanted him to be happy. The responsibility of the Don couldn't be easy to balance with a growing family. I wasn't greedy or power-hungry. In fact, the prospect of the Don was daunting. However, I had a feeling James may ask me to take over at some point. I would be there for him if he ever made that decision. For now, I needed to make sure this wedding went as smoothly as possible. Some of James's old 'friends' wanted to ensure this wedding was less than savory for him. I couldn't let that happen. I smiled kindly at the butler, my 'friend,' as he passed by and turned to acknowledge me. "Sir," he grumbled. "I don't know why Becca would choose James."

Neal.I knew I was going to miss the wedding, but I didn't want to intrude on Becca during that time, even if James was a prick. I just needed to see her happy. One more time. Before I could move on with my life. The conversation on the phone played out in my head again and again. I needed to move on, but I couldn't stop hearing her voice in my mind. I wished things had worked out between us, but that sadly wasn't meant to be. "Why can't I stop thinking about you, Becca?" I asked aloud, my knuckles white on the steering wheel as I parked my car at a bar. The wedding would be going on right now, but I wasn't close enough to make it, anyway. What would I do? Say that they shouldn't be married, or it should be called off? No. I just wanted to see her happy. Allegra sounded none too pleased on the phone, and I couldn't blame her. This wasn't healthy.Yet, here I was. Well, drinks at the bar would drown away some of that. The moon shone clear overhead as I

Allegra.Apparently, Neal had been on his way to visit Becca. I had warned him that he shouldn't do that, though he never listened to me. I had been worried for a while that he would pester Becca beyond just making sure she was happy. That plan had been shattered by a new guy he'd met. I wondered what changed but figured he would tell me about it. Now, he was on his way over to tell me all about it.My stomach lurched at the fact that he would see Layla here, however. She wasn't too bothered, or at least, didn't show it. I could tell there was a little bit of nervousness there, given all that had happened. A few weeks had passed since I'd gotten with Layla, and we were beyond happy together still. She sat at the table as I approached, giving her a smile and setting up some tea. I'd serve lunch for my brother when he got here, too. Before all of this had happened, I'd had a staff to take care of that sort of thing, but now, I was kind of liking taking care of myself.