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In love with my best friend father

"Sandra, why did you wear that slutty clothes to the nightclub?" He asked her, anger flicking in his eyes. "You are a naughty girl," he murmured, before circling her and stopping suddenly to bite her hard on her ears. "That's for showing what's mine out!" Prof Tyler murmured before his right hand moved down to her fat ass and spanked her hard. "Argggggh," Sandra screamed. "You get treated like a slut if you act like one," Prof Tyler said while his big hands continued smacking the shit out of her ass. "I'm... so... sorry.. daddy," Sandra whimpered. Immediately after she murmured those words, Tyler's eyes zeroed in on her lips before he claimed her lips voraciously. "This is mine," He screamed while holding on tight to her ass. "And I don't want you showing other riff raffs what belongs to me!" He snapped * Dive into this gripping tale as Sandra faces the difficult task of confessing her relationship with her best friend's father. In the midst of this revelation, a surprising twist unfolds when Sandra discovers that Professor Tyler is a werewolf. Will their love story endure the weight of their hidden secrets, or will the revelations lead to its downfall?
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Chapter 5

Sandra Pov

When I saw that Ethan and I were alone, I finally took it upon myself to confront him. "Why can't you defend me for once", I asked him angrily.

"What are you talking about babe?" he asked, and I knew he was pretending.

"You know what I am talking about" I replied.

"See babe, you should understand"

"Understand what, that you love seeing Madison bully your girlfriend?"

"Stop taking her seriously, she is just playing with you," he said.

"Even our fight just now is a joke to you" I asked in disbelief.

"I am sorry babe, but you know why I am not interfering. People will see me as weak and that is not good", he replied.

"You always find some silly excuse all because you fail in the aspect of protecting your girlfriend"

"I will make it up to you on my birthday. You are coming right," he asked.

I shook my head. "I don't think I can come". I replied,

"Common, you need to come, it's my birthday, your boyfriend", he persuaded.

"You know I don't like attending parties", I tried to explain. I hate parties since my own birthday party where my sister betrayed me.

"You can make an exemption on my own day; I promise you that you will enjoy yourself". He shook me

"Okay, I will try, but I am not going to stay long". I pouted my lips to show him how serious I was.

"Thank you, babe," he hugged me as he jumped at me, excited, causing me to smile too.

"See you later, off to my next class", I reminded him, causing him to leave me as I broke free from his hug.

The next classes went on as usual, but I couldn't concentrate my mind and thought it was all about Tyler. Why do I miss him this much? I don't know if I was ready to talk to him. What about if he doesn't feel as I do as he sees me as a child? The thought alone pierced my heart.

Getting home that day, I checked my sister's account for the first time after a long period of time to see her location. To my utmost surprise, her location remains the same, she is still back home, as she forgot to change it, or she didn't follow him here. I wanted to text her as I missed her, but I slammed the laptop shut, not interested in chatting with her. I will never forgive her.

Ethan's birthday is finally here. I was successful in avoiding Tyler in school. I was in my room with Avery. She has been a wonderful friend since she got here and she was right. We are practically best friends now as we do things together,

"Don't tell me that's the clothes you are wearing", she gasped.

"What's wrong with these clothes?" I asked, checking the clothes out myself.

"Everything is wrong, you can't wear this for your guy's birthday, you have to look good for him", she taunts me.

"He loves me regardless of what I wear" I replied.

"I don't care, you aren't wearing those clothes. "I brought this for you" she ransacked her bag and took out a small shining gown and stretched it out for me to take.

"These clothes aren't my size". I showed my disapproved face.

"You better don't argue with me babe, because you will not win" she glared at me hard, letting me know how serious she was as I started checking the clothes out.

"Now, get dressed so that we can do each other's makeup"

"Yes mom", if I haven't gotten used to her, I will call her bossy. I felt guilty though, because I still wasn't open to her about Tyler, and she understood, as she didn't force me to. She said she knew that I would tell her in my own comfortable time.

We got to the party on time. It looked like everyone from the school was there as everywhere was crowded with people. Avery and I struggled through the crowds in search of where the drink was. Fortunately, we found it on time. The person in charge of the drinks gave us a cup each. "I will go look for Ethan", I screamed at Avery so she could hear me.

"Just make sure to keep your voice low", she teased me.

"We aren't doing anything" I replied to her.

I wasn't ready to do anything with Ethan, but I was ready to jump on the bed with Tyler. I smirked at the thought of I and Tyler together on the bed and what those hands could do to me.

"Hey babe" I said as I saw him sitting among his friends.

He jumped up to greet me, while his friend gave me a weird look before smiling at them. I waved it off because his friends had never liked me before, and I didn't care, as I didn't have business with them. "Thank you for coming to my party". He gave me a light peck on my forehead.

We walked back to the living room where everyone was partying hard and drinking themselves into a stupor. I glanced around, and I saw Avery dancing with Gideon. I always knew they had a connection. I smile at the thought. Ethan passed a cup to me which I gulped down. I needed a boost tonight and nothing is holding me down. Avery saw me and waved at me "I will be right back". I told Ethan

"Alright babe, but don't wander too far, I have plans for us" he told me as he reluctantly let go of my hand.

"I can see you are enjoying yourself", I told her as I smiled towards Gideon.

"I don't know what you are talking about", he brushed her hair shyly.

"I am your friend; you can't pretend to me" I reminded her.

"Okay, I like him, but he has got to sweat it," she finally admitted as a smile crept into her face.

"I can see that he feels the same towards you."

"I know, I need to tell you something" she said.

"What's wrong, don't tell me you are getting into his bed tonight?"

"No" she screamed, but later burst into laughter. "Maybe, we can't tell."

"Okay, what then?"

"I don't think Ethan is the right guy for you."

I don't think he was the right guy for me, but I am only using him to get over the only man I ever loved, but still, yet I want to know what she sees in him. "Why did you say that?" I finished the rest of the drink and I began to feel that my headache

"I think I saw him talking to someone earlier. I saw them exchanging something."

"How would you have seen that, seeing how pretty busy you are with your guy," I teased her.

"He is not my guy."

"Yet", my phone rang, and I checked to see that it was from Ethan telling me to come and meet him in room 29. "I have to go", I told Avery.

She nodded her head as I began to find my way upstairs in search of Ethan. My head was feeling fuzzy, it was like I was craving someone's touch. There was a wall in front of me and it looked very strong. I ran into them. "Ethan", I moaned his name.

The wall had a hand as they captured me in their embrace. It also had a cologne that I was addicted to. I tried to blink to see where I was, but I couldn't, as everything wasn't clear except that it wasn't a wall but a man. I was feeling hot all of a sudden. The person's touch wasn't helping at all. I needed more, and he wasn't giving me what I wanted.

"I will fucking kill him". That was the last thing I heard as he scooped me up to God knows where while I smuggled closer to him.

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