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

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“No,” she told me, her tone softening. “Honestly, I wanted to hang out with you, because I wanted to talk. I needed someone to talk to and I need to reassure myself that it’s all in

“What’s on your mind?” I asked her.

my

head.”

She bit her lower lip and stared at her hands.

“Not here,” she finally said after a brief silence. “Let’s just enjoy the evening first. We can talk when we grab dinner.”

I stare at her for a moment longer before relenting. If she didn’t want to talk right now, then we weren’t going to talk right now. She wanted to take her mind off things and ease her discomfort.

30 minutes later, we arrived in the busy city. Leroy parked the car in front of one of the department stores. He didn’t get out with us as I expected him to, but the guards in the car behind us did get out after they parked. They were wearing casual clothing, but their weapons were clearly hidden beneath their outfits. They were also trying to not make it obvious that they were following us.

I appreciated the effort, but I doubted that mattered to Irene. She was still upset that they were there. “Let’s go into this store,” she said, pointing at one of the high–end boutiques. I’ve only ever walked by this store in the past. Even when my family had money, I never dared walk in here. I wasn’t surprised that this was the first store that Irene wanted to check out though and I wasn’t going to argue with her, so I quickly followed her into the boutique.

told me from over

anything,” I told her, but she was already around the corner and disappeared in a rack of

fancy for my taste. I slowly made my way around the boutique, wondering what it must be like for Irene who could come here whenever she

eye; it was a necklace with a ruby pendant and a pure cold chain. There

held the piece was immediately slammed shut, I managed to pull my fingers away before they

you’re

hammered wildly in

was just

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this store let alone

off!

my wolf growled in my head. She did not like this woman speaking to us like that. “I’m sorry?”

dare you walk into my boutique and think you have any right to touch anything here. You

“I’m a customer-”

a laugh,

look at you; you’re dressed like a cheap hooker. Is that what you do for work? Must be a real struggle

what you