All Chapters of Hot Daddy’s Best Friend: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Breaking point

Jalen’s POV “No, Jordan.” Just her—legs spread wide, black silk sheets twisted around her ankles, and one of her hands gripping the headboard while the other worked a thick, curved vibrator in slow thrusts. Her eyes rolled up each time she felt her orgasm near, head tilted back, lips parted on a cracky moan.Gosh, I hated that moan. “Jordan… yes, just like that… fuck, Jordan…” That name suddenly hit me like a slap as she repeated it, as if he was really on her.She was so into the pleasure that she didn’t hear me enter. She just kept moving the toy deeper, burdging her hips harder against it, whispering his name like a prayer she’d been holding in for years. Then she blinked and her eyes fluttered widely open locking on mine. The vibrator still turned on inside her. For one long, frozen second, neither of us moved. Then she yanked the toy free with a loose moan, tossed it aside like it burned her, and sat up, pulling the sheet over her chest. “Jalen—” I could tell

Fractured lines

Jalen’s POV Elena closed the door behind her with a soft click that sounded louder in my ears in the quiet office. The morning light sliced through the blinds in harsh stripes across the desk as she leaned on it,She looked at the panties on the floor again. Then at me. “I saw her leave,” she said quietly. “Hair was a mess and her legs were still shaking while she walked. I've always wanted that with you, Jalen.” I stayed silent. There was nothing to say that wouldn’t make this worse, I was already bursted. She took one step forward. Then another. “I could ruin you, Jalen.” Her voice cracked on my name. “One call to Marian. One anonymous tip to the board. One photo of those marks on your neck that aren’t from me. And it’s over. Your career. Your reputation. Fiona’s future. All of it.” “Are you threatening me?” I asked, and she smiled.“Nope, I will only like it if we can come to a reasonable conclusion Jalen,” she leaned closer with a playful smile on her face. “Except yo

Shattered pieces

Fiona’s POV I woke with a dull, throbbing ache behind my eyes—My mouth tasted salty and shameful. For a long second, I lay still, staring at the ceiling, trying to piece together everything that happened yesterday. The fight with Jalen. The way he’d looked at me like I was nothing.The memory hit like ice.I turned my head, Jude was still asleep beside me, chest rising and falling slowly, one arm flung across the pillow. His dark hair was messy. Lips slightly parted. He looked peaceful. I hated how part of me still found him beautiful. I reached over and shook his shoulder. Hard. “Jude. Wake up.” His eyes fluttered open. A sleepy smile curved his mouth the second he saw me. “Hey…” He stretched, then rolled toward me, pulling me into his chest before I could protest. His skin was warm. Familiar in the worst way. “Last night was…” He exhaled against my hair. “Fuck, Fiona. I’ve wanted that for so long.” I went rigid in his arms. He didn’t notice.“I mean it,” he continued,

Dirty confessions

Fiona’s POV My father’s laugh echoed all the way up the stairs first, it felt so genuine, the kind he only let out when he was so comfortable around someone important. I paused at the very top of the stairs, and gripped the banister so hard my knuckles whitened.“What the heck is he doing here?” I murmured to myself, rage fuming inside me. Jalen was already inside, heading to the couch as if he lived here. Some part of me wanted never to see him again, but that was not the case. Because somehow, my soul kept yearning for his touch and his lips on mine. My mother spotted me first. “Fiona, darling, come down. Look who came to check on you.” I forced my legs to move. One step. Then another and I paused. Dad clapped Jalen on the shoulder, grinning widely. “This one’s been asking about you every time we speak. Said you’ve been quiet on the phone lately. Thought he’d drive up and make sure you were fine.” Jalen’s eyes flicked to me—brief but burning with something I couldn't desc

Whispers In the wall

Fiona’s POV “Um, no he wasn’t, Dad. I had a very bad period cramp and it hurts,” I answered with a trembling voice. My mum smeared her lips, like she wanted to believe me.“Is that so?” he asked and I nodded quickly before sliding off my chair to leave. “I’ll be in my room,” I said, but mum’s voice slashed in before I could move an inch.“And who would you leave all this to tidy?” she asked, her voice dangerous. I turned to start packing when they both left for their room. Then relief washed over me. As soon as I was done, I rushed back to my room in haste before my mum thought of another task she would want me to do. I shut my door quietly and crashed hard on my bed until I fell asleep.***********The next day came without a warning, I had slept in one position throughout the night and the pain crawled through my skin as I stretched out of bed to the bathroom. Then I remembered Jalen was supposed to explain everything that had happened to me. He hadn’t.I frowned and picked u

The cost of silence

Jalen’s POV Marian glared at me for a long minute without a word, I held my breath for as long as she stared, trying to imagine what was going on in her head. If only she could just say something, her silence was killing me. Then she turned on her heel and walked upstairs. The silence she left behind was louder than any slap she had landed on me. I paced after her, blocking her way—interupting her steps. “Marian, wait—” She pushed past me like I was invisible, my heart pounded as I persisted. In the bedroom, she sat on the edge of the mattress, focused on her phone, scrolling through some funny videos. She managed to smile with the corner of her lips.I stood in the doorway, thinking of what to say to her at that oddly moment, she ignored me—completely. I dragged myself to her presence like a little kid in trouble and crashed on my knees. I never thought to see myself in such a position but Fiona's life was at stake. “Please, marian” I paused, and cleared my throat. “Don’

Exposed

Fiona’s POVThe phone screen blurred as fresh tears gathered in my lids, I stared at the floor—shivering as the post stuck to my head.It was a photoshopped naked body with my face perfectly placed on it. I knew it because I had never taken such a disgusting picture all my life. Legs spread out, arched back, mouth opened in fake ecstasy. My hands trembled, struggling to grip my phone from falling, my feet turned cold in my warm baby shoes as thousands of comments exploded beneath the post. I was called all sorts of names. Slut. Whore. Plaything. I could barely lift a foot without being talked down on yet all that came to my mind was how to prevent my parents from finding out—not even who did this wicked act to me. I couldn’t breathe. The exam hall doors felt miles away. I managed to push myself—worst decision of my life.Whispers chased me down to my seat. Eyes followed. Phones lifted. I couldn’t bear it. I wanted to scream at all of them that the post isn’t true, but no one wo

The dinner trap

Jalen’s POVI knew Marian was planning something the moment she started humming in the kitchen this afternoon.She never hummed; maybe I can’t remember the last time I was home with her all day to hear her hum once.She only did that when she received her paycheck and had planned how to squander it on a spree.I stood by the living room window, staring at the empty driveway, hands tucked into my pockets, trying to quiet the dread crawling up my spine.“Jalen,” she called sweetly.Too sweet for me to wonder what she was up against this time.I turned slowly. “Yes?”She leaned against the counter with her phone in her hand, smiling like a woman who had just received wonderful news. “I just spoke with Fiona’s parents.”My heart stopped.“What? For what?” I asked, my stomach clenched.“They’re coming for dinner tonight.”My jaw tightened. “You did what?”She shrugged casually. “Invited them over. It’s been a while since we've all had a proper family dinner with friends. Don’t you think?”

In the dark

Fiona’s POVI didn’t remember how I got out of the house, I couldn't stand the chaos anymore, my eyes burned as tears loosely dripped down my cheeks.I only knew that my father’s grip on my trembling arm had loosened for one second, and I used that second to run. The street was already dark and silent laced with only the crickets and soft windy sound but I didn’t mind the stillness of the night, I didn't mind any danger that could happen, I just knew my life was over and I needed to be out of everyone’s sight. I ran barefooted past the streetlights, even when I didn’t have a place to go, I didn’t stop, I couldn’t go home with them, I sprinted into the street, wandering until an idea dropped in my mind.“Paris, yes. I should go to her,” I whispered.My chest hurts. My throat burned. Tears blinded my vision as my legs carried me to her house without another thought.If there was anyone left in this world who might listen to me, it had to be her.Even after our fight, I needed my friend

What breaks, what remains

Jalen’s POVThe branches in the woods scratched against my arms softly as I pushed through the darkness, calling her name over and over until my throat burned.“Fiona!”I screamed as loud as I could, straining my ears to hear her respond but she never did. No answer.Only the whisper of leaves and my own pulse thundering in my ears but I kept moving, I told myself I would find her even if it meant dying in the thick forest. I ran faster, and deeper, not minding the darkness that swallowed me.Then I heard a faint cry from a distance.My heart stopped and restarted painfully in my chest as I turned toward the sound.“Fiona!”This time I didn’t wait for a response. I followed the direction of the sobs, stumbling over roots and rocks, my heart pounding faster until I saw her.Curled up in her own arms on the ground, trembling, crying into her hands as the world had ended. I've never seen her that frightened yet brave enough to sit in there for so long. I blamed myself for making her go t

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