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All Chapters of My Father's Bestfriend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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CHAPTER 1

SASKIA POVThe bass didn’t just play through the speakers; it vibrated right through the soles of my heels, thumping against my ribs like a warning. The air inside The Vault tasted like expensive gin, smoky tobacco, and heavy perfume. It was suffocating, but it was exactly what I needed.I adjusted the silver, velvet-trimmed mask over my eyes. It felt heavy, but it was my armor tonight. For the past twenty-one years, I had been Saskia Beaumont—the perfect daughter, the quiet heiress, the girl who smiled for the cameras while her stepmother slowly drained her spirit. Tonight, I was no one. Just a girl celebrating her birthday in a room full of beautiful, faceless strangers."Another one," I said, sliding my empty glass across the marble bar.The bartender didn’t ask questions. He just poured the amber liquid and pushed it back to me."You're drinking fast for someone who keeps looking at the exit," a deep, quiet voice murmured from my left.I froze, my fingers wrapping around the cold

CHAPTER 2

SASKIA POVThe mahogany conference table in the law firm of Harrison & Associates was long enough to seat twenty people, but today, only three of us occupied it. The silence in the room was heavy, punctured only by the aggressive tapping of my stepmother’s long, manicured nails against the wood."Can we get this over with, Robert?" Victoria asked, not bothering to look at me. She adjusted her designer sunglasses, even though we were indoors. "I have a luncheon at one, and the traffic downtown is unbearable."Robert, my father’s lifelong attorney, sighed and adjusted his reading glasses. He looked tired. He looked at me with a mixture of pity and hesitation. "Saskia, are you ready?"I nodded, gripping the edge of my seat. My thighs still slightly ached from the night before, a constant, physical reminder of the mistake I had made in that dark VIP room. My mind kept drifting back to the scent of tobacco and leather, but I forced myself to focus. Today was about my freedom. "Yes, Robert.

CHAPTER 3

SASKIA POVThe rain was coming down in sheets by the time the sleek, black town car pulled up to the gates of the Sinclair estate. I stared out the window, my hands gripping my small duffel bag. It was the only thing I had left. When I went back to my apartment after the meeting with Robert, my key didn't work. The landlord told me my stepmother had cleared out the place, claiming the lease was under the family name. Worse, when I checked my banking app, every single dollar of my personal savings was gone. Victoria had used an old joint-account loophole to completely drain me.I was completely broke. I had no choice but to be here.The heavy iron gates clicked open, and the car crawled up a long, winding driveway lined with towering oak trees. At the end of the path sat a massive, modern mansion made of dark stone and glass. It looked beautiful, but completely cold and intimidating."We are here, Miss Beaumont," the driver said, stepping out to open my door with a large umbrella."Tha

CHAPTER 4

SASKIA POVThe dining room table was absurdly long. I sat at one end, staring at a plate of seared salmon and asparagus that I was too stressed to eat. Evander sat at the exact opposite end, a glass of dark red wine beside his plate, his attention focused entirely on his tablet. The only sound in the room was the occasional clink of his fork against the porcelain and the steady patter of rain against the glass.It had been three days since I moved into the Sinclair mansion. Three days of absolute silence. In public, or when the house staff was around, Evander treated me like an inconvenient chore left behind by a dead friend. He barely looked at me."If you're just going to push your food around the plate, Saskia, you can be excused," Evander said without looking up from his screen.I dropped my fork. It made a loud clatter. "It's hard to eat when the atmosphere feels like a funeral."Evander finally set his tablet down on the table. He took a slow sip of his wine, his dark eyes locki

CHAPTER 5

SASKIA POVThe grand father clock in the main hallway struck midnight, each chime echoing through the silent mansion like a heavy heartbeat. I couldn't pace my room anymore. The memory of Evander’s hands on my face from the other night, followed by his instant, icy dismissal the moment Mrs. Gable walked in, was driving me insane. He was playing a dangerous game, acting like a tyrant by day and a sinner by night.I needed it to stop. I needed him to admit, without masks or shadows, what we were doing.I marched down the dark hallway straight to the west wing, where his private master suite was located. I didn't knock. I just turned the brass handle and pushed the heavy oak door open.The room was vast, lit only by the glowing embers of a dying fire in the hearth. Evander was sitting on the edge of his massive, dark-timbered bed. He had already stripped out of his shirt, wearing only his dark gray trousers. The firelight flickered across the sharp lines of his back and shoulders, castin

CHAPTER 6

EVANDER POVThe rattling of the brass door handle was followed by three sharp, rhythmic knocks."Mr. Sinclair?" Mrs. Gable’s voice cut through the dark room, clear and sharp through the thick wood. "Sir, I heard a loud noise from your wing. Is everything alright?"Saskia’s breath hitched against my lips. Her body went completely rigid, her fingers freezing where they were tangled in my hair. The heat between us was still a living, breathing thing, but the cold reality of the situation crashed back into the room.I didn't let go of her waist. Instead, I pressed her firmer against the door, my body completely shielding hers from view if the door were to suddenly fly open. I forced my breathing to slow down, forcing the raw, animalistic hunger back down into the dark corners of my mind.I had been doing this for days. When I first saw her walk into my office three days ago, dripping wet and holding that pathetic duffel bag, my chest had tightened so hard it felt like a heart attack. I re

CHAPTER 7

SASKIA POVThe smell of freshly brewed coffee and fried bacon filled the bright, sunlit dining room. It was a sharp contrast to the heavy, suffocating darkness of Evander’s bedroom from just a few hours ago.I sat at my usual end of the long mahogany table, nursing a cup of black coffee. My wrists still felt faintly warm where his fingers had pinned them against the door. I adjusted the collar of my white silk blouse, making sure the small, faint bruise he left on my shoulder was completely hidden.Footsteps echoed from the hallway, firm and measured.Evander walked in, fully dressed in a flawless, three-piece navy suit. His hair was perfectly styled, his jaw clean-shaved. He looked every bit the powerful, untouchable billionaire tycoon. The raw, growling man who had crushed his mouth against mine in the dark was gone.He didn't look at me. He simply pulled out his chair at the far end of the table, sat down, and opened the morning paper."Good morning, Mr. Sinclair," I said, my voice

CHAPTER 8

SASKIA POVI checked my watch, keeping my eyes fixed on Evander as he walked toward us. "It's exactly 9:15, Mr. Sinclair. The meeting starts at 9:30. Technically, I'm fifteen minutes early."Evander stopped right in front of us. His dark eyes didn't look at my new tailored suit or my hair. Instead, his gaze dropped to the small space between Julian and me, then slowly drifted to where Julian’s hand was still hovering near my elbow from our conversation. The air around us became incredibly heavy."In this building, being early is being on time. Being on time is being late," Evander said, his voice flat and dangerously quiet. He turned his eyes to Julian, narrowing them slightly. "And you are?"Julian cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses. He didn't back down, but I could see his chest rise with a nervous breath. "Julian Vance, sir. Junior legal counsel for the Beaumont estate. I was just briefing Miss Beaumont on the agenda before she heads inside.""Mr. Vance," Evander repeated, t

CHAPTER 9

SASKIA POVThe door to Evander’s private office closed with a solid, heavy thud, shutting out the murmurs of the executive hallway. His office was twice the size of the boardroom, dominated by a massive wall of glass that looked out over the skyline. It smelled like cedarwood and cold air.Evander walked straight to his desk, tossed his leather folder onto the surface, and unbuttoned his suit jacket. He didn't sit down. He turned around and leaned against the edge of the desk, crossing his arms."You need to control your temper in front of the board, Saskia," he said, his voice flat and authoritative.I walked over to the leather chair opposite him but didn't sit. I kept my hands clamped tightly onto the backrest. "My temper? Evander, they were trying to take away my voting rights. Victoria was practically handing them the knife to cut me out. Was I supposed to just sit there and smile?""No," Evander said, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "You were supposed to let me handle it. That

CHAPTER 10

SASKIA POVThe metallic click of the lock sliding into place sounded like a gunshot in the quiet room.I stood by the small glass table, my breath hitching as Evander turned around. The cold, calculated CEO who had just dismissed a junior lawyer was gone. In his place was a man whose dark eyes burned with a dangerous, volatile heat. He crossed the room in three long, predatory strides, stopping so close to me that I could feel the tension radiating off his chest."You smiled at him," Evander said, his voice a low, rough growl that vibrated through the small space between us.I forced myself to stand my ground, tilting my head up to meet his fierce gaze. "He's trying to help me, Evander. He actually found proof that Victoria is stealing from my father's accounts.""I don't care what he found," Evander snapped, his jaw clenching tightly. He reached out, his large hands gripping the edge of the glass table on either side of my hips, effectively trapping me against it. "I told you that my

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