All Chapters of Fall For My Husband's Father. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

KEIRA.I could see the anger and frustration in Liam's eyes. “Baby, it doesn't matter who she is dating! What matters is she said that you were going broke! Could you imagine?” Amanda chirped in. “We are done, Liam…. As your wife said, you don't have to worry about who I date” I glared at him.“Oh please pardon me. This one concerns me.” He rolled his eyes and unlinked arms with Amanda, stepping closer to me. “ And if you don't want me to tell everyone that you are a gold digger who seduced a man twice your age for money after pretending you didn't need alimony, you better come outside and let us talk” He whispered, his voice lacing with threats. “Baby, what are you whispering to her about, can't you say it out loudly?” Amanda complained, contempt coloring her words. “I want to talk to her briefly…” Liam told her and turned to me, signaling me with his head to follow him outside. I heaved a deep breath and handed over the suit to Joe. “Hold this for a minute. I'm coming.” I said

KEIRA. I swallowed the lump in my throat watching George's dick before me. I mean I had seen it before but seeing it with a sane mind hits differently! I could swear my cheeks were so red already. Realizing I had been staring, I turned my eyes away.. “I'm….. I'm….sorry!” I exclaimed, my words breaking. I quickly took to my heels and dashed out of the room, banging the door loudly. I ran downstairs and couldn't control the smile that escaped my lips. I was feeling so hot within as I began fanning myself with my hands. George was exceptionally stunning. His face, his body and his….A wave of shiver ripped down my spine at the thought of it. I can't believe I'm drooling and having illicit thoughts of my boss. I shook my head, trying to shrug it off but I couldn't help myself. The image of him being naked kept invading my mind. I walked to the refrigerator and took a bottle of water, gobbling it down. I breathed a sigh. I was struggling to calm my nerves. I'm trying to do something d

KEIRA. One of George's men picked us up at the airport. I haven't been able to say a word since after that incident on the plane. I can't believe I actually tried to steal a kiss from my Boss. This is so embarrassing. George walked away after saying I should be myself around him and I had to tag along. While in his SUV, the atmosphere seemed rather awkward. I sat there, fidgeting with my fingers, staring around the whole SUV, not sure of what I should do. “Pull up at a boutique.” He said to his driver and then turned to me. “we have to get you dressed for the conference” “What, why?! I look good in these” I argued instantly, not because I wanted to but because I was pretty tensed from what happened in the plane..“Of course not. You are more like my date so you have to appear more luxurious than ever” he said and my lips parted in surprise while I felt a flutter in my chest. Date? I was his Date? Fucking get yourself together, Keira! It is not like a real date, it is just becaus

KEIRA. I slowly opened my eyes to the bright light made my head hurt. I tilted my head and stretched my body but I looked down on my body to see that I was entirely on a different outfit, a shirt to be precise. What the heck happened last night! My eyes widened in realization as I instantly raised my upper body from the bed. I turned my head sideways, George wasn't beside me, my eyes darted over to the whole room and I traced the red dress I was putting on last night situated on the floor. George's suit was also all over the floor. My hands flew to my mouth in surprise, did I truly sleep with George again. Oh no. I shook my head vigorously and quickly tried to remember. I vaguely recall seeing that happy family, feeling sad and then taking alcohol. Then what next?!My head spinned and the remaining memories seemed rather blurry and I feel so nauseous too. Just how much did I have to drink yesterday. I should have listened to the bartender. I'm so dead.. I ran my hands through my di

KEIRA. George and I flew back to New York the following day without completely staying for the conference. After our breakfast that morning, he went alone to meet some individuals. We had gone back to New York as soon as possible because something urgent came up at his company. Joe came to pick us up at the airport and once he dropped George off at his company, he took me back to the penthouse. Mark was around when I returned. Shouldn't he be attending to the urgency at the company together with George. “You are back, Keira…” He said to me once I stepped in and I let out a bit of a smile. “Yes I am.” I answered with a bit of quizzical expression. “I got the materials for the design.” He announced and I remembered I had told him about the stuff when I was in Europe with George. “Oh right … Thanks.” I shot him a grateful smile. “It is around the corner there” He muttered and pointed to the corner close to the gym door. I could see paintings, artworks, designer vases, flowers and