All Chapters of Best Friend's Daddy, Billionaire Devil: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“I get it.” It’s the rest of the world I don’t trust. That’s the last thing she needs to hear after having Charles for a father. No doubt his work tainted the way he raised her, not to mention how his wife died. The hair on the back of my neck stands at the thought of her. I set Roger on the task of digging up information the day Charles showed up, and as far as I know, there’s been nothing yet. The woman was innocent, the way her daughter is.“So you’d back off with the following me and tracking if we were together?”“If?” The word stirs uncertainty in my gut. “What do you mean by if?”Her head tips back until it rests against the headboard. “You know how I told you that my dad thinks you killed my mom—and even though I don’t believe you did it, he does.” Her chin quivers before she adds, “It would kill him to know we’re together.”He already knows, little bird. It’s on the tip of my tongue, prepared to tumble past my lips and throw our entire conversation on its head. It might be ea

If she's not going to bring Christopher up in conversation by name, I won't do it, either. Maybe she’s trying to open the door for discussion, but I don’t think she’s ready. It will only make things worse. Instead of launching into a speech about how he wasn't worth the time, anyway, I scroll through Netflix to find another movie. “Are we going with horror again? Oh, maybe we should pick a serial killer documentary?”“That doesn't sound like a bad idea.” She burrows deeper under the blanket before adding, “Bonus points if it's about a woman who killed a man for fucking with her while she was on her period.”“Are you kidding? I would start a Go Fund Me for her legal expenses.”The sound of her glee leaves me smiling. “I swear, if men had to go through a period just once, there'd be a pill to magically treat the symptoms within a year.”The sound of a man awkwardly clearing his throat gets our attention, and we both look up from the laptop to find Roger hanging in the doorway. His expre

“And they didn't know there was a woman in the car and not a man?”“I don't fucking know,” he snaps, not bothering to apologize as he normally would. “My point is, just because it wasn't us doesn't mean it wasn't somebody else who worked with us at the time.”Now he’s got my attention. “Somebody who wanted to take the pressure off of us because he was stirring shit up, and their association with us could get them caught up in the investigation.”“Exactly. I mean, how many associates do you work with? How many deals have you put together over the years? It could have been any of them.”“And, of course, if he ended up blaming anybody, it would be me,” I muse. “Since he wasn't after them, per se.”“In the end, it might scare him away. Thus it wouldn't blow back on them.”“And if it didn't scare him away?”“They knew he had a wife,” he murmurs. “What else did they know about him?”I can't bring myself to entertain the thought. What if it had been Caterina? A man, cruel and cold-blooded en

Her eyes move back and forth like she’s making certain no one else will overhear us. “He doesn't want to be tied down with a baby,” she whispers. “So if he hasn't forced you to do it yet, he will soon enough. Mark my words.”“Sure, because explain to me why I should believe a fucking word that leaves your mouth again?”“He didn't stay with me, and I had his daughter. What makes you think he's going to stay with you?”“Let me ask you something,” I counter, hands on my hips. “What does it feel like to lose? Because that's what this is about. You lost, and you can't handle it. Just like you can't handle the idea of him moving on with somebody younger than you.” I look over at the list of doctors in the building. “You’re right about one thing. Men like to keep their women young, so maybe you should head over to the dermatologist. You'll give yourself more wrinkles if you keep worrying about things that don’t include you.”She huffs out a staggered breath, and this time when I advance forw

“You told your daughter you would do everything in your power to help her. Aside from keeping that rapist bastard in a warehouse so you can torment him, what else have you done? Have you taken her to a doctor? Have you spoken to her about what she's been through?”“You saw how it was the last time I tried that. What should I do? Tie her down to a chair and question her until she begs me to stop?”“I've seen you do worse for less.”That’s it. That’s where he knows he went too far. He clears his throat but keeps his head high. He’s a proud asshole, and I want to knock him down a couple of pegs.“What the fuck does that mean?” I whisper.His jaw works. “I think you know what it means. If you truly wanted to help her, I mean really truly, you would find a way to get through to her. You’d spend time with her. Except you haven't even tried. Because you're too busy obsessing over Caterina.”“Don't you dare—”“I'm not trying to criticize the thing you two have. Only, it's like nothing else ma