My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 99 Start Of A Havoc

Tyler

"You know, Jonathan just backed out of our deal," the annoying blonde woman persisted, her presence becoming more unwelcome by the day. She seemed on edge. "I don't know what else to do. I have to get him back. At any cost."

"How about you come over here, suck my dick, and then we can talk?"

"Tyler, this isn't what we agreed upon. You owe me a favor from last time when I gave you information about Jacob's previous family. It certainly helped you tarnish his image in the media for a while. You have to help me now-this is when you return the favor."

"What favor, Chloe?" I couldn't help but chuckle as I took a sip of my whiskey. Her insistence was amusing. "Let's be clear. There was no favor. You received a considerable sum for the information you provided, and that was it. It was my sheer generosity that led me to suggest helping you in the future, mainly because I spent the previous night fucking you like my personal slut and you enjoyed it too. Maybe you've forgotten some details. Not so good at memories, are we?" I tapped my temple, another chuckle escaping me.

Her face reddened with embarrassment, clearly taken aback by my words. "W-what?"

I had no clue what the fuck she expected me to do, but diving back into the whole 'Jacob' shit wasn't my idea of a good time. It didn't yield much last time; he managed to clean up his image pretty swiftly. Damn it, I hated to admit it, but that bastard had some twisted knack for keeping things intact, which I loathed.

Sure, I wished to destroy him. I wanted to strip away everything he had, even though I had plenty of my own.

However, assisting this nuisance who dared to invade my office wouldn't get me there. I'd trodden that path before-zero results.

And for fuck's sake-she was far too loose. Nowhere near up to my standards, which is why I'd rather have her mouth than bent over this desk. I knew that wouldn't take much effort to arrange.

"I didn't realize you were this dense, Chloe. While I might have tons, I'm not as generous as your ex-boyfriend. I don't give anything away for free," I sighed, shaking my head, then took another sip of my drink. Leaning back in my chair, I casually raised my legs to rest on the desk, "If you think I'm going to assist you in rekindling your 'love of your life,' let me fucking set things straight beforehand it's not happening. So, spare your breath and my time. See that door over there? Use it. I've got better things to do."

She stood there, initially silent before drawing a breath and speaking up, "What would it take for you to help me?"

Now, that was more like it.

enough the

time. "What

want. I just want Jacob back. At any cost. No matter what you could do anything, wreck his business, sabotage his relationships, take out his damn girlfriend, or his family-anything that's possible. I want

She was something else....

A witch? Those labels would barely scratch the surface. She held

won't sugarcoat it, but a man must truly be ruined from the inside out to find his way back to a woman like you," I remarked, barely able to stifle a laugh. "But really, Jacob seems like a clever man. I wonder what he saw in you during all

scandals in your book, so why don't you cut the nonsense and tell me if you're willing to help or not? I know you want to destroy him; it's been your desire ever since he surpassed you in every business you started. So, why not cut to the chase and tell me what it'll

to approach.

was just another example of why I believed the greedy

before me, I observed her and arched an eyebrow. "What's the

undid my belt and loosened my pants. With deliberate movements, she freed my cock

felt better than her cunt

slowly, and forced my cock down

her hands. Tight and warm. Just the

slow hands. prefer efficiency and longer, sustained effort," I guided her, bobbing her head up and down, pushing deeper into her mouth, with less concern for whether she could breathe or not.

adjusted, hallowing her mouth, taking me deeper. The sensation was pleasant, much

have been preferable if

remarkable about net

were, considering it

I'd truly

something special.

and it didn't fucking make me feel sick.

and out of her mouth as she massaged my

hand to stroke the length that her mouth couldn't cover, licking