All Chapters of Fallen for Daddy's Friend: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I quickly push the bathroom door open and lean over the toilet, throwing up everything in my stomach, which isn’t much since nothing has attracted my appetite. A tear runs down my cheek, and I realize that I’ve restricted my crying for too long.One by one, the tears fall from my eyes, which are aching from the emotions I’ve tried so hard to contain. It’s finally over, but I still feel a terrible unease, a sense of bad omen that spreads through my body and makes my chest tighten. Something just doesn’t feel right, and I don’t know what it is.I flush the toilet and sit down on the floor, leaning against the wall of this small cubicle, with sobs coming out of my lips as I try to wipe them. All I can think about is how Laura had taken a lot of my strength, and it makes me feel worse to realize that even when she lost everything, she still managed to win something — she affected me. Even though I’ve tried hard to pretend t

“Give me your pretty little hands,” Julian orders with a pretentious smirk that brings butterflies to my stomach, and I simply obey, stretching out my hands.His attentive eyes go to my fingers, and he leans down to kiss one by one until he reaches my ring finger. He stops there for a moment, staring intently, and I wish I had superpowers to read his mind right now.“What are you thinking?” I ask, unable to bear my curiosity for long.Julian raises an eyebrow, his beautiful green eyes on me, “Look at that, you’re a curious one.”I grimace, my body relaxing, but I’m taken aback by Julian’s sudden touch on my wrist. I gasp, watching with confusion the way he brings my hands together with ease in his grip... “What do you-”“Shhh.” Julian smiles and puts the belt around my wrists, making me understand his intention. When he buttons it and pulls it close to my skin to make the grip tigh

Julian’s green eyes are so intense that they take my breath away. His hands sliding down my thighs as I feel him pulsing inside me brings an even more delicious shiver to my burning body. And he knows what he’s bringing out in me... he knows and enjoys it.I take a deep breath, and a moan escapes through my lips. Unlike the first time we had sex, it doesn’t hurt or burn, even though my entrance has widened to receive him. I’m so used to its thickness that it goes in easily, making me wonder how it’s possible to be filled like this.“Are you thinking about how you receive me so well?” Julian says like he can read my mind. My eyes widen, and I wriggle, resting my tied hands on his chest. He laughs in a low, husky moan, his hands now resting on my waist. “You can take me easily, but you’re still so tight.”I bite my lip and thrust my hips forward slightly, sliding forward but coming back a little faster.

“I didn’t buy it,” I say firmly and notice that her eyes tear up.“Then it was my father because they’re saying that O’J Tech bought it. You two found it together, so if it wasn’t you, it was him.” Angelee runs a hand through her hair, brushing it back. “Why would he do that?”“Michael has had his eye on that company for some time. Your father saw the opportunity and took it.”She lets her hands fall around her body and looks at me with frowning eyebrows. “I’m not a fool, Julian; I know the timing was too perfect to be a coincidence.” I sigh, feeling my heart speed up even more... If things weren’t chaotic enough already, now I have a bomb in my hands about to explode.“Don’t tell me that my father had a hand in that... scandal.” She crosses her arms, now looking upset. “Oh, crap... He did something, didn’t he?”“You

Cathy’s words make me gasp. My eyes widen in surprise, and I ask, unable to control my tongue, “Do you have a child?”However, I immediately regret it because a sad expression takes over her face. I can see hurt and sorrow shining in her eyes. Still, she gives me a sad smile and says, “I used to.”A deep pain spreads through my chest, and I arch up, leaning on the sink again, almost feeling her pain.“He wasn’t born, though... I had a miscarriage when I was nineteen.”Nineteen... When I was born, my mother was the same age — and that somehow makes me even more emotional.“Eight years have passed, but I still remember how I felt when I was pregnant. I was really scared because the daddy turned out to be a cheating asshole. He was angry with me and even asked me to have an abortion. Of course, I was scared too. I didn’t know if I’d be able to do it on my own at such a young age when I had