Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Judy’s POV

“Mr. Landry,” the receptionist said, quickly standing to her feet. She suddenly seemed disheveled, and I wanted to smirk with satisfaction, but I kept it held in.

“I asked you a question, Laura,” he said, narrowing his eyes at her. “What gives you the right to send away guests? You know the protocol. You are to call my office, and I am the one who decides whether or not I will see them or not. Not you.”

She swallowed and glanced at the ground as if staring directly at him physically hurt her.

“Come with me.”

It took me a second to realize he was speaking to me, but when I saw the receptionist glaring at me and Gavin’s retreating back, I nearly stumbled over my feet to catch up to him. He walked through a luxurious waiting room until we reached a glass elevator.

It was very high-tech with a touch screen attached to it. He brought up a keypad and typed in some sequence before pressing the floor number.

He stood so close to me that the elevator felt almost cramped, despite it being a wide space. I could smell his incredible minty scent, mixed in with his aftershave and my heart skipped a beat.

He didn’t bother looking at me though and I was starting to doubt this plan would work. Maybe he didn’t like me as much as I thought he did. I felt awkward knowing that under this coat was nothing but lingerie.

The elevator came to a halt and the doors opened. It was an extremely large space with marble flooring and granite walls.

“Where exactly is your office?” I asked, staring around the gorgeous area.

He glanced at me; his face kept indifferent.

“This is my office.”

My eyes grew large at his words. He continued walking until he rounded the corner and sure enough, there was his desk right in front of large windows that overlooked the human city. It was gorgeous and my stomach twisted with nerves.

He didn’t bother sitting on his desk chair. Instead, he turned to face me, leaning against his desk and folding his arms across his chest. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I took him in. He wore a white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up halfway, showing off his incredible muscles and his dark dress pants hugged his waist perfectly, showcasing his incredible form.

My wolf purred with satisfaction, and I found myself staring at him for way longer than I intended to.

He cleared his throat, making me nearly jump out of my skin as my gaze shot upward and met his. He was smirking at me, as if to say, “Caught you.”

My cheeks burned from the embarrassment I felt.

come here for?”

Right. The reason

have a problem, and I need your help,” I said

raised his right

“What kind of problem?”

my

business went bankrupt, and he owes a lot of money. Roughly 5 million

I realized he was waiting for me to continue. Probably wanted to

hoping you’d be able to help him and maybe pay the debt for my father

was quiet for another moment, processing my request

would I get in return

the lump in

Confidence: I needed confidence.

known as a challenge to look an Alpha directly in the eyes, even worse so looking a Lycan directly in

the party the other day, we obviously

took a deep breath and undid my coat, revealing a portion of my lingerie, but not all of it. Not yet at least. His eyes darkened as he gazed over my body,

suddenly had a surge of confidence, and I reached my hand out to

“I’m a college student and very clean. I haven’t

breathing grew heavy as he straightened his posture, closing the small gap between us. His nearness was intoxicating, and my heart started to race against my chest. His scent enveloped me, and I

I felt his fingers glide down my cheek, sending a wave of warmth throughout my whole body.

were the

watched his Adam’s apple move slightly. I closed my eyes, preparing for him to kiss me. I could feel his

I felt him adjusting

open, and I looked at his

you really think I need to pay a woman for sex?” He

My cheeks flushed immediately.

“I just thought—”

help,” he said, interrupting me. “You are still young, Miss Montague. You will regret taking such shortcuts

did he know my name? I hadn’t told him. Had he looked into me?

He didn’t want me.

my gaze, hating how hot my face was getting.