All Chapters of My Dad's Bestfriend : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

EvelynI awoke to the relentless throbbing of a headache, a painful reminder of the copious amounts of alcohol I had consumed the night before. It was clear to me that even an elephant would have felt the effects of my indulgence. However, oddly enough, this pounding headache had its silver lining—it provided a convenient distraction from the hazy recollections of last night's events. I wouldn't claim complete amnesia, but yes, did I choose not to summon the fragmented memories into focus? Yes.After a quick shower, I reluctantly walked down the stairs, wondering why I had woken up early. But any remorse for the early hour evaporated swiftly, as my stomach growled like a ferocious beast demanding its due. I needed food— tons of it even though I didn’t have much appetite. Was this how depression worked? I had no idea since I didn’t find it fair to call myself depressed.I had everything to make me happy, except for just…a man. Upon reaching the kitchen and pouring myself a glass of r

JacobI watched as she ran into the mansion, her cheeks stained with tears and her eyes red, that had fucking told me that I'd torn her apart with the betrayal. Forget about Danica; I was the bigger traitor here. I shattered the promises I had sworn never to break. I uttered words, fully aware that they would mercilessly crush her heart.Damn it! All along, I knew it was the wrong path to take, yet my own doubts propelled me forward— I ended up fucking up everything, anways. Now, I found myself without Evelyn, without the friendship I tried to save, and worse, the losses and pain I had desperately tried to shield her from were inevitable. She just went through it....right before my damn eyes and I being the fucking looser, just stood still all the time.I should never have did what Danica had told me however, my own fucking insecurities drove me into this shit. But I just wanted her to be...happy. That was my only desire— all the way along. I'd thought it could have saved her from a

EvelynHis lips fit perfectly against mine, as if they were meant to be pressed together forever. The softness I had missed, the closeness I craved, and his cologne—all of it was a lethal combination for me. My determination not to let him in again wavered. How could I resist? Sitting here in his arms, it felt like I was always meant to be his, and his alone. Forever his.For the first few seconds, I tried to pull away, to push my feelings down and extinguish the growing fire between us. It stirred alive as ever, but in the end, I surrendered. To him and the ever-growing desires.I released all my restraints, just as I had done that first day in the kitchen, pressed against the counter with his body between mine, a fervent flame blazing. I pulled him close and kissed him back. He was my favorite sin, one I'd commit over and over again without an ounce of shame or regret. And call me stupid but I’d let him destroy me again if it meant that I’d get to have him close to me like this in

EvelynHis fingers traced along my spine as our bodies remained entwined under the duvet, the warmth of our skin mingling to make up for the times they had been apart. I gazed up at him, reaching out to brush back a few stray strands of hair that had concealed his sharp, green orbs—the very ones I had fallen for on the first day."What are your plans after leaving?" I asked, my thumb lightly grazing his stubble."I suppose I'll return to Italy for a while. We know Samuel is taking Clara on a two-month trip to Paris, so things should settle down by then. There are also some upcoming business-related issues; it turns out Chloe has purposely slept with one of the investors, and she mentioned he might withdraw his funds, which kinda proves that she’d been planning to blackmail me for a while, even before getting here. We'll need to handle that, whether it's over the phone or face-to-face," he said, taking my hand and kissing its back. "But hopefully, in around six months, I'll have everyt

JacobShe stood before me, utterly shocked, unable to utter a word. She just gazed at me, as if her mind was processing a complex equation to ascertain whether this was reality or a hallucination—certainly it was not a hallucination but I wasn’t gonna clear her doubt yet.I concealed my smile as she blinked twice, then thrice. I could read her well; currently, she was likely suspecting that her mind was playing tricks on her.At this point, I was almost tempted to kiss her until her pink lips were swollen, but I couldn't take that risk with Samuel present. I still didn't have complete freedom to do whatever I wanted with my girlfriend when he was around. I had already figured it would take a few more months."Am I dreaming?" She finally whispered, and an involuntary grin spread across my face. I leaned in, planting a kiss on her soft cheek, then the other. They were soft just like rose petals. "Do you still think it's a dream?""Holy... what the—" She breathed out, still bewildered.