My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 100 Game On

Tyler

A sudden dryness gripped my throat as I gazed at the image, gently taking the phone from Chloe's hand. Despite her considerable efforts, nothing she showed me managed to turn me on as this single innocent snapshot of the woman did.

She was... breathtaking no other word could suffice- it was the perfect fit.

I observed as the luscious dark brown locks of her hair cascaded over her shoulder. She sat comfortably on the sofa, absorbed in her phone, the ash-colored shorts barely concealing her creamy thighs. Her slender neck and eyes, though not clearly visible in the image, hinted at a possible hazel hue, completing the portrait of her beauty.

This picture was so fucking simple yet everything, literally everything about her was too fucking perfect.

Damn, the realization that Jacob Adriano had acquired yet another invaluable gem that I hadn't even laid eyes on until now, cut deep.

I wanted her....

"What was her name again?" I inquired of Chloe, my gaze still fixed on the image.

"Evelyn Fernandez," Chloe replied, "Jacob's girlfriend. We have to find a way to remove her from our path-whatever it takes."

"I'd prefer it was you out of my way," I muttered under my breath, zooming in on the picture to focus on her lips. I had an urge to sink my teeth into that lip, hard.

"What?" Chloe's voice sounded confused and of course irritating. That was her best quality- being able to prove that she was the most irritating woman you could come across.

"How old is she? She looks... quite young," I remarked, tracing the faint outline of her cleavage visible beneath the wide-necked tee. I so badly wanted to see what lay beneath that shirt. I imagined she smelled as divine as she looked utterly beautiful.

"She's... um, yeah, twenty."

"Twenty..." I murmured. "I wonder how Jacob managed to woo such a beauty."

"He didn't have to woo her! She's been in love with him since she was practically a kid-first love nonsense," Chloe scoffed, her jealousy unmistakable. But why would she be jealous? How could you compete when someone's fingertip was more beautiful than your entire face? It was an unwinnable battle, "And you know the kicker? She's actually his best friend's daughter. I still can't believe everyone allowed them to be together just like that." Leaning against my desk, she continued. For a moment, I considered pushing her out of my office-I detested her voice, it grated on me too much.

It remained a mystery how Jacob Adriano tolerated that woman for years.

Love, they said-a foolish notion, to be honest. What reason was there for a concept like love that restrained you when there was everything else to have? It didn't resonate with me, and I doubted it ever would.

I chuckled. "He's

didn't show you her picture for you to admire her. Why don't you

things I wanted to

clothes. Secondly, I yearned to have her in my bed, to hear how my name would sound from

taste even sweeter.

to fuck her. Hard and

mere picture could stir such longing within me. I pondered how I'd react if I happened to see her in the flesh and even better, totally naked, "There are certain things I have concerning

everything at risk, to steal

imagination. Do you know what that man said? Whether it's a boy or a toy, he'd fucking lay it at her feet. He accepted the relationship between Jacob and Evelyn

Daddy's little princess, then.

lingering on

you care about, her

this annoying

say, or I'm

rolled

my grasp. This time, when she handed me the album, it was a picture of Evelyn and Jacob, probably taken in a hall. For a brief moment, seeing Jacob with her irritated me, but as I glimpsed the radiant smile

the slight blur in the picture, every

take this picture?" I inquired, a hint

escapade," Chloe's tone dripped with animosity toward

what did you do with it?" A dry chuckle escaped me

"Does that even matter?"

knowing the whole story matters before I assist in wrecking

it

bothersome

have expected that," I sighed, shaking my head. "God! You're so

judgement, Tyler. You agreed to help me, so I expect your assistance, not ridicule for

offence at the truth was quite amusing. She was absurdly petty for no valid reason. Already latched onto wealthy businessmen's dick, what more

sane man would leave

but don't think you can boss me around, Chloe. Mind your fucking tone and mouth because I won't hesitate to take it forcefully to make you shut up if needed," I asserted, watching her clench her fists in a futile attempt to contain her anger that never seemed to work around

me and help me, alright? I need your help, and I gave

enough.

business is a risky