My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 106 Storm On The Way

Tyler

"Wow," I murmured, closing my eyes, "Absolutely fucking amazing."

"What's got you in such high spirits?" Chloe asked, arching an eyebrow as she walked out of the bathroom, naked—I'd just fucked her, in all holes to be exact; Well....it wasn't that good, not even as fulfilling as my thoughts of Evelyn beneath me. That mental image was what fueled my high, yet it was best left unspoken-Chloe didn't need that detail, and I wasn't offering unless pressed.

Talking to her was unnecessary-she was better off as a fuck toy.

"Well, clearly you know that having sex with you isn't the reason, huh?" I chuckled. "Glad to see you're not one to jump to conclusions."

The truth was, my elation stemmed from seeing Evelyn earlier. She was stunning, beyond words. Like a dish I wanted to devour entirely, all at once, unwilling to share it with anyone in this fucking world. Her plump, inviting lips... I had an urge to sink my teeth into them.

Fuck, I wanted those long legs of hers hooked around my hips whilst I'd fuck her against the wall.

"You just had sex with me, Tyler. Can't you show a hint of decency and treat me somewhat cordially?" Chloe shook her head, sighing as she poured herself a glass of whiskey. My handprints were still imprinted on her arse, momentarily triggering a desire to envision how Evelyn Fernandez would appear bare against this very bar.

Damn. I couldn't get her out of my head. Totally not.

She seemed to infiltrate every fucking corner of my thoughts, and to be honest, I didn't even want to push her out. I'd caught a whiff of her today and damn, it was heavenly.

What grated on my nerves was that Jacob possessed yet another prized possession, someone far more valuable than anything I had. She was, in fact, priceless. And I'd love to snatch her.

"You're up against some fierce competition," I muttered, swiping through the pictures of Evelyn I'd taken from Chloe's phone. "Looks, age, beauty, innocence, and that body-she's got everything a man could desire. You, on the other hand, have none of it."

Her gaze hardened. "Did I request your opinion, Tyler? Remember, you're here to assist me, not ridicule me."

"I can't help it," I chuckled, taking another sip while propped against the headboard, my eyes fixed on Evelyn's images. She was worth every ounce of trouble-I'd tear Jacob apart to have her. "It's just the truth. It's gullible to think a man would let go of someone like Evelyn for someone like you."

"And it's naive of you to think Evelyn would leave a man like Jacob for you," she chuckled, hitting a nerve. "So, what sets you apart, Tyler? You're no different from me, are you?"

as I

have to

silent, yet I noticed her

she was astute enough to suppress her anger. She understood that I wouldn't hesitate to cast her out of this

numerous beds to gain leverage and ascend to her current position, was no longer the asset it once was. Ironically, even after all her efforts, she still lacked the one thing she desired

seen such a wretched woman before. She

genuinely here to help or

assisting you," I rose from the bed, strolling over to the bar to pour myself another glass

as for

not been for catching a whiff of Evelyn earlier today, I'd be walking around with blue balls, because Chloe here was

not getting

about your face screams it. And that 'meeting' you had with her today, it clearly brought you joy. You must've been ecstatic seeing her up close. I wonder what held you back from

"If he wasn't in the picture, I'd have

patted my shoulder with a smirk, knowing precisely what

one sick bitch, you

you're an impatient, desperate man," she chuckled, strolling over to the bed and seating herself at the edge, legs crossed. "It's only been a few days since you last saw her, and you're already losing your mind. Isn't that a

seem to doubt that Evelyn will

sooner die than let him slip away," she sipped her whiskey. "Trust me, it's a

doubts, let me make one thing clear: if I don't get Evelyn, you won't be reuniting with the

taken aback, rising from her seat. "You won't

here to issue

your

role is

1.n

flapping your lips, I might just cut you loose from this plan and handle everything myself.

can't pull this off

delusions