All Chapters of In My Godfather’s Bed : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Enzo:I didn’t even realize when the sun came up. My eyes hurt, my fingers shook for the umpteenth time, carrying the piece of paper to the light. I had tried all night to read the writing on it.The picture lay on the table, ruined, its back and front layers peeled apart, revealing a hidden pocket that held the paper. Why did it look so yellow? I stood up and tore open the curtains, hoping that the morning light would help me see better, but it was no use. I wasn’t seeing things. There was something written on the paper. If there wasn't, why did Vincent go through all the hassle to hide it so carefully? It was he who hid it, right? Was this what the Red Mafia were after?“What did you get yourself into, Vince?” I groaned, rubbing my eyes and yawning. Calling in sick would have been the best approach for today, but I had an array of meetings that couldn’t be moved. I had to come in. I stared at the paper harder. There was something written there. My small black notebook had two page

Enzo:I still couldn’t believe what I was seeing. One by one, I flipped through the papers in my hands, looking from Richard to Nora and back to the files. It really wasn't a joke; it was written here in black and white. How could they? "When did this happen?" I demanded, my hands shaking with the files. "When did you talk to them?"“You know, Enzo,” Richard leaned back in his chair and folded his hands together, “it wasn’t really a ‘when’ thing. Maybe a coffee here, golf there, and brunch every other Thursday and they were inspired to come up with such a wonderful idea.”“Wonderful idea?! Richard, my entire board is sending in requests to sell their shares to you. What did you tell them?” I demanded again. “I didn’t tell them anything. They decided it on their own, and I simply agreed,” he shrugged. “I'm a businessman, Enzo. I am not one to turn down a good deal when I see one.”“And you saw this as a good deal?”Richard smiled and leaned forward, a glint in his eyes that made my s

Tabitha:“So that’s it.” I gripped my mug tighter, staring at one spot on the table. “I have no idea what to do. Andrew might be hurt, and Enzo is not speaking to me.”The silence hung between us for a while. I took a deep breath. Maybe my problem was too big to fix. Maybe I was overthinking it all, and I needed to…“Tabitha, what do you want to do?”I looked up at Collin. He was taking a sip of his drink, his eyes fixed on me. He wasn’t smiling or frowning. He was just… looking.“What?”“It is a simple question.” he set his mug down and leaned forward. “Maybe you don’t know it because you are with a gentleman who is much older than you, but you are an adult. What do you think is the right course of action?”My mouth opened, but no words came out. This was… this was actually the first time that anyone had ever asked me something like this. I mean… What do I even say? “I think… I think that maybe…”Collin raised a hand to stop me, a smile returning to his face. “You don’t have to tel

Tabitha:“Well, look who is back home.” Natasha walked to the door. She was in a different housecoat, smiling from ear to ear, with another glass in her hand. Didn’t she ever get tired of drinking?“Get out of my way.”I pushed past her and headed up the stairs. Her light footsteps followed closely behind, even though I wasn’t looking at her, I could feel her smiling. “Your daddy called this afternoon,” she teased. “He was so worried about you. Maybe you should call him back.”I mumbled something and buried my hands in my pocket, wrapping my hands around a piece of paper. I just wanted to get to my room and avoid her. If not for her and her nonchalant attitude, my day would have gone much better. “So, who did you see?” he teased, her footsteps feeling closer than before. It was like her breath was right on my neck. “Have another guy that you’re interested in? Someone to make Enzo jealous?”“Can you just leave me alone?” My blood pressure was rising; my face was burning hotter. “I a

Tabitha: “Enzo…” I could barely hold myself together. His voice over the phone… it was like I could feel him, like he was right here. “Don’t touch yourself yet, Princess,” he teased, “just lie there and think about me. Think about how wonderful it would be to have me by your side, touching you, kissing you…” I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I had my ear pods in, the door was locked, and I was lying on the bed with my knees raised and apart. I was soaking wet. My fingers had grazed my sex just a bit to check how soaked I was for him earlier, and now, I wanted… no… needed more. “Enzo,” I whimpered, breathing harder, digging my feet into the bedding to keep myself from touching myself or rubbing my thighs together for a bit of relief. “Shhh… Don't you dare touch yourself,” he said, a slight edge to his voice that made him sound even sexier. I whimpered louder, gripping the sheets, my breathing out of control. “Good girl. You are doing so well for me,” he muttered under h