My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 100

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.

"Man, I never expected Jacob to be such a bastard," I chuckled. "He's a true businessman indeed—he spotted the opportunity and seized it. He's won again."

"I didn't show you her picture for you to admire her. Why don't you do something about her?”

Oh, there were so many things I wanted to do about her...

Firstly, I wished to strip her of those clothes. Secondly, I yearned to have her in my bed, to hear how my name would sound from her lips—I was certain her voice was as sweet as honey and her pussy would taste even sweeter.

I wanted to fuck her. Hard and fast. Every single night.

"Well…" I loosened my tie, feeling a constriction in my chest. It had been a while since I'd felt so thirsty, and it was astonishing that a 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 her," I dryly moistened my bottom lip. "Be truthful, you seem confident since you know her. Would money suffice to divert her and steal her?"

I was already willing to lay everything at risk, to steal her from Jacob.

"Money?" Chloe chuckled, shaking her head. "That girl has never seen poverty, Tyler. Her father's wealth matches, if not exceeds, yours and Jacob's. And before you speculate about daddy issues, Samuel Fernandez has spoiled her beyond 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 without a fuss. Money means nothing to her. You can't win her over with money."

Daddy's little princess, then.

"That's a problem, I suppose," I exhaled tightly, my eyes lingering on her figure. "Do you have more pictures of her?"

"Is that all you care about, her pictures?!"

God, this annoying little shit!

"Do as I say, or I'm out.”