A Dirty Secret With My Best Friend's Dad
Content warning (18+):
This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk.
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I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house.
They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night.
He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out.
Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss.
I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name.
Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him.
But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom.
Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat.
Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt.
I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.
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Chapter 4
~Sienna~
"Babe!" I scream into the phone, bouncing up and down in my apartment with a huge smile on my face.
"This better be good, Sea." Nova grumbles.
I roll my eyes at the ridiculous nickname.
"I just got an email from the company-they want me to start TOMORROW!"
"Really?" Nova beams. "Oh my God! Babe, I'm so happy for you."
I chuckle, toying with the strands of my hair. "I'll have to get up early to catch the first bus. I'm literally the first thing they'll see tomorrow morning."
"Huh, huh!" Nova teases, then sighs. "I'd loved to give you a ride, but I have to pick up my dad from the airport very early. He's got this big meeting at the office."
"Ohh." I swallow, gripping the phone tighter.
"It's fine, okay? I'm going to be alright on the bus." I forces a laugh. "I'll call you tomorrow with updates."
"Alright," Nova yawns through the phone. "But we need to celebrate this. What do you say-Friday night, in the club?"
"Alright."
"Good, Love you."
"Love you too." I whispers through clenched teeth as the call ends.
I drop onto the bed, my phone trembling in my hand and my heart pounding loudly in my ears.
It's been two weeks since that night and I've done everything to avoid seeing him again. I've stayed away from Nova's house, always finding excuses when Nova insisted.
I don't want to remember that night, don't want to remember that stupid, drunken mistake.
It shouldn't have happened, but it did and I can't even bring myself to regret it. Guilt claws at my chest for betraying my best friend.
Even hearing his name drags the memories back, the forbidden touches, his lips everywhere, the way he took me to heights I'd never imagined, over and over again.
Sex has always been good, but with him it was more than good, it was unforgettable.
Then morning came with harsh reality, a bitter pill I couldn't swallow. I'd had to sneak out barely dressed before he woke.
Got home under a hot bath and scrubbed at my skin as if i could wash away the truth.
For a week I avoided Nova, but that didn't work and finally I figured its best to avoid the house.
But one question has linger on my mind ever since. Did he regret it?
I feels awful, but I can't stop wondering.
I sighs, slipping under the covers. It's better this way if they never meet again, I don't even know how I'd face him.
I have a job to prepare for better to sleep early.
***
"Ms. Davis?" A woman calls, stepping out of the elevator.
She's in a pantsuit, tall and slim, with oversized glasses, maybe in her late forties.
"Sienna, please." I say, standing up from the chair I've been sitting, waiting for the director.
"Right. Sienna. This way." The woman walks ahead down the hallway, speaking as she goes.
"My name is Glory, HR Director. If you ever have an issue-work or staff related, I'm available to help you, anytime."
She sighs, glancing back at me. "Well, I hope you last longer than the rest."
Confusion flickers across my face.
"It's not about you child." Glory says with a shake of her head. "Our boss is hard to please. Always expects a little extra from his staff."
I nod, my fingers twisting together.
"I'd love for you to work with us but it's in your hands now. Be punctual, be flexible, meet all his demands. Maybe then..." she trails off as we step into an office.
Glory settled at the desk, and gesturing to the chair opposite.
"You'll be placed on internship for a month. If the boss is pleased with your performance then, you'll get a permanent work badge." She slides over a temporary paper card.
"You'll need this for the securities, to be allowed to access the work building. Welcome to Gray Stone Luxury Real Estate and Hospitality."
"Thank you, ma'am." I whisper.
"Now, let's go meet the boss." Glory stands, grabbing a file. "He hates being kept waiting."
I forces a smile, trailing behind Glory as she walks toward the elevator.
I'm not sure if I should be excited or terrified. A job in my hands, but it could slip away if I fail to please this infamous boss.
What kind of man is he and how will I survive past the month and earn my permanent work badge?
I watch Glory press the button for the top floor, my stomach tightens with each acceleration of the lift, my hand wipes at the tiny beads of sweat on my nose.
You've survived a lot of things to reach this stage, Sienna, you'll be fine, whatever happens.
The elevator doors slides open, revealing glassy tiled walls and floors, white and gold décor and an air thick with power greet me.
We pass two offices on each side of the hallway with nameplates on the doors, General Counsel and Executive Secretary.
Woah! One of this is going to be my office.
My heart swells with joy, I'm finally taking a step toward my future dreams even if the long term stay isn't yet guaranteed, I'm determined to put in my best.
We finally come to stop at the third and last office, the biggest one on the floor.
The nameplate reads, CEO.
Glory presses the button on the door handle, after some seconds the it dings and automatically. opens.
A golden chandelier sparkles from above, glass walls, shiny leather chairs and a vast masculine space.
The air in the room was soothing, faint scent of mint lingers in the air, almost familiar.
At the desk, a man with dark, styled hair has his back to them, the office telephone cord trailing from his hand.
He turns just as the door closes behind them, and I freezes.
Hot breath settles down on me, my ears rings with a deafening sound. I'm rooted to my spot, can't move or utter a word as I stares at the man with a soft smirk on his lips, eyes locked on hers.
"Sir, this is Ms. Davis, your new secretary. And Sienna, this is-"
"Leave it, Glory." He voice cuts sharp, eyes not leaving her face. "You can go. I'd like to have a word... with my secretary."
"I also brought the files-"
"Leave." He hisses.
Glory pauses, looking between them from the corner of her eyes but smiles anyway. "Of course, sir."
She turns, heading out. "I'll be in my office, Sienna."
The door clicks shut.
His gaze drifts lazily down my body, climbing back up to my face before settling in a slow smile.
My knees nearly buckle, but I manages to hold myself, my breath stuttering, cold sweat breaks down my spine.
When Nova pitched this work for me, I never knew it would be here with him. If I'd known what her father really did, I would never have come here.
"Sienna." He breaths, leaning back against his chair, studying her like a decadent meal.
"M.... Mr. Garrison." I whispers, fist trembling at my sides.
His brow arches, eyes narrowing on her. He studies her for a moment, then says. "I seem to remember you screaming Norman with so much passion instead."
My eyes widen, a sharp breath tearing from my lungs.
The memories crashes over me, his fingers, his tongue, God....
My nipples throbs painfully against my shirt, my pussy clenching, I can feel it pulsing, yeah, definitely wet.
Fuck! I blowout a breath.
His eyes stay fixed on me, steady, heated.
"I-I..."
He cocks a brow, waiting.
But I can only open and close my mouth, saying nothing, my inside tightening.
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A powerful man was killed in cold blood, right in front of her. She should have died that night too.
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But somehow, they cross path again, working under his roof, completely unaware of the truth she carries.
The killer is still out there.
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But this time, she's not alone. Because even before he realizes who she is... Jake has already started protecting her. In the most relentless and dangerous way.
8.4
I saved a man bleeding out in the snow. He had no memory, so I called him Ben.
We lived in a cabin, fell in love, and married by firelight with no witnesses but the ghosts of my parents.
Then one day, he disappeared.
Two years later, he returned. Not as my husband, but as Bernard Logan, the ruthless Underboss of the city's most dangerous crime family.
And he didn't remember me.
He brought his cruel new fiancée to my clinic and treated me like a stranger.
When she threw my father’s antique music box into a cactus display, he watched as I tore my hands apart trying to save it.
He called our past a "drug-induced hallucination" and threatened to destroy me if I spoke up.
Worst of all, I found out I was pregnant.
He cornered me in the hospital room, his eyes cold and devoid of the warmth I used to know.
"Is it mine?"
I knew if I said yes, he would turn my child into a killer like him. Or his fiancée would ensure we never survived.
So I looked the love of my life in the eye and lied.
"No," I said. "It's not yours."
I signed his NDA, took his hush money, and vanished to Europe to raise my twins alone.
I thought I was free. I found a good man who actually loved me.
But three years later, at an art gallery in Zurich, the crowd parted.
Bernard was standing there, staring at me with a terrifying hunger.
He had found out the truth.
And he was ready to burn the world down to get us back.
9.1
My family and fiancé begged me to donate my last remaining kidney to my twin sister, Kyleigh. They didn't know I was already dying.
My fiancé, Axel, gave me an ultimatum.
"Donate the kidney, or I'll break our engagement and marry Kyleigh. It's her dying wish."
I agreed, only for them to frame me for plagiarism with my own thesis, forcing me to confess on camera. They never knew I was the one who secretly saved our father with my other kidney five years ago-a sacrifice Kyleigh had stolen all the credit for.
As they wheeled me into the operating room, they celebrated with Kyleigh, promising her a future built on my death. I was already a ghost to them.
But I died on the table. The surgeon, seeing the old surgical scar and the poison riddling my body, walked out to face them.
"This wasn't a donation," she announced, her voice cold as steel. "This was murder."
9.7
Elena Whitmore always knew falling for her brother's best friend was a mistake. But one stolen night with Grayson Hale changed everything, and cost her more than she ever imagined.
When he vanished without a word, she buried the past and built a life no one could touch. A life that included a daughter Grayson has never known.
Five years later, he's back. Wealthier. Colder. Determined to uncover why she disappeared, and why she's engaged to a man she doesn't love.
As old sparks ignite and buried truths begin to surface, Elena must decide if protecting her secrets is worth sacrificing the only man she ever loved.
8.0
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Bound to the Alpha, she expects a new beginning. Instead, she is rejected. Broken. Put through cruelty and torture that nearly destroys her.
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In a moment that should have been impossible, Elara takes control of the mate bond and shatters it.
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Now, that power is rising again.
As her abilities awaken and memories begin to surface, Elara is drawn to a truth she cannot escape and a man she cannot ignore.
Beros.
Powerful. Mysterious. And bound to her in a way she cannot understand.
Their connection is deeper than fate. Older than time. A love that has waited centuries for her return... and refuses to let her go again.
But just as she begins to step into her true strength, the past she tried to leave behind comes crawling back.
The Alpha who rejected her now wants her.
Desperate. Obsessed. Determined to have her back at all costs.
Now caught between a love that once broke her, a love that has endured lifetimes, and a power that could change the fate of the world, Elara must rise into who she truly is.
Because the same darkness she once destroyed is rising again.
And this time...
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9.2
Secret Heir
9.2
Selene Harts has spent her life surviving quietly. Orphaned by a tragic past and trapped in a city filled with memories rather than hope, she lives by one promise: Once I leave, I'm never coming back. Yet leaving has always felt more terrifying than staying.
Everything changes the night she saves a stranger from a fatal accident. Selene doesn't know his name, his wealth, or his power-only that he looked lost, broken, and human. Days later, after unexpectedly losing her job, she finds herself working for a private executive known only as Mr. Cole. What she doesn't know is that he is Austin Blake, a billionaire CEO hiding his identity and the dark sins of his family.
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Selene's world shatters when she discovers Austin is engaged to another woman-Diana Rowe, a ruthless heiress driven by wealth and control. Heartbreak turns to betrayal when Selene learns Austin's family played a role in the destruction of her own family. Devastated, she walks away, determined to rebuild her life.
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Obsessed and manipulative, Diana turns Selene into a target. As Austin spirals into guilt and self-destruction, his grandmother warns him that Diana is far more dangerous than she appears. When Austin finally fights for Selene, tragedy strikes, forcing Selene to confront the truth of her feelings.
Kidnapping, betrayal, and a gunshot shatter the illusion of safety, pushing Selene and Austin to flee and start anew. Yet distance cannot erase unfinished vengeance.
Diana survives-and from the shadows, she prepares to reclaim what she believes is hers.
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