Affair with My Dadddys Best friend

As he violently rolled off of me, his chest heaving up and down, I lay flat on my back, expressionless. To be honest, I never found sex to be enjoyable; it was a dull act. Maybe happiness in general, or maybe that's what I'm lacking in life. I got up, picked up my silk robe from above my couch, and went to my enormous glass window. Today, the city was silent, and the lights shone brilliantly, resembling stars.

I detest living in a city because of how loud it is all the time and how the dense people prevent you from ever seeing the stars.

"What's wrong?" I wanted to answer everything when Bodhi asked, but then my father's words kept repeating in my thoughts.

"Money is a price you'll have to pay with your body this time."

I pretended to smile before turning to face him again. He was leaning on his elbows to support himself while he was lying on the bed. There's no doubting his heat, yet despite the white sheets hanging around his toned chest, my body doesn't find him attractive.

"Nothing, bebê." With a purr and a fluid hip-swing, I observed my body as if it were a temple, and he gazed at me. His dainty hands gently dragged me down by my tiny waist as I slowly ascended to the top of the bed on my knees.

He's always had his eyes on me; I simply didn't realize it until my father went bankrupt, at which point I began to give him some thought. It was cruel, and my father made the decision to pursue me rather than me. My dad is from a wealthy family, and because my fiancé's father is his best friend, he knows a lot about the Rhodes.

Naturally, I felt awful for using him as a kind of bargaining chip, but I was forced to do so by my family.

"Isn't it crazy how our wedding is literally around the corner?" In his tone, he seems to be shocked at how quickly time is passing.

I'm marrying you without even knowing your middle name-isn't that crazy?

"I can't wait." I sighed dreamily and grinned.

The sex, the smiles, the feelings-everything was staged. I had no feelings at all for this man, not even the tiniest touch of camaraderie.

"Are you excited to meet my dad?" I wanted to jump off the balcony and never come back, he asked.

"Of course, he's my father-in-law." I forced another smile out of me.

I feel that my dad's insistence that I get into a relationship with him and give up my body and dignity has much contributed to the reason why I detest Bodhi; I find it repulsive to have sex with someone I know I'll never want to. You would think that he would notice someone after his money, but love has clouded his mind so much that he doesn't see things clearly. All I want is money; I don't want personal or close relationships.

I pressed myself into his chest, kissing him all the way down his abs as my hooded eyes darted up to meet his. His head cocked back in seduction. I swept my hair over my shoulder and sank my teeth into his flesh. With a loud, pained groan, he leaped to his feet, and a sinister smile formed against my full lips.

Mankind has always been so feeble; he glares at me and says, "Ow, what the hell, Talitha?" I apologize; I was simply wanting to have a little fun." I furrowed my brow slightly and fluttered my lashes at him.

He brushes it off and saunters up to try to kiss me. I saw the change in his countenance when I turned down his kiss. Kissing is intimate and something I cherish greatly; thus, I won't let my first kiss be with someone I don't love.

I was forced to kiss since it's the only thing about sex that I can control and that my dad cannot take away from me.

"Just get dressed, alright." He gets up and lifts his boxers, and I give him a nod before he leaves our room.

I approached my body mirror and caressed the side of my face in an attempt to make myself happy. I kept practicing my smile until I finally got the hang of it, but it wasn't working.

Inhale Tawila

After taking a long, hot shower that was much needed, I felt refreshed and prepared to go. I was wearing both my massive engagement ring and my regular gold jewelry. I will never get used to wearing a diamond this size. I took out one of my beautiful dresses that Bodhi had given me. I hate to say it, but his taste is excellent. It was a tiny, orange leather dress with pearls on the back straps. A tiny cutout next to my left leg displayed my tan thigh.