My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 120

Evelyn

As my body seized with tension, his words cut through me like a knife.

Chloe—she was that one perpetual sore spot in our relationship, a shadow that loomed over us, casting its darkness on everything we tried to build. The trauma she left behind, the havoc she wreaked, the way she still haunted our lives—it would never fade. It would fucking linger, an ever-present specter, forever.

"What... What did you just say?" My voice trembled with a mix of disbelief and anger, my eyes boring into Tyler's, searching for any hint of deceit, but finding only amusement dancing in his gaze.

Jerk!

A smirk tugged at Tyler's lips, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight as if relishing the discomfort he stirred within me. He reveled in the chaos he wrought, convinced of his ability to manipulate the fragile threads of our relationship.

I could tell — he was fucking enjoying it.

"Well, you don't know how much of an 'arse' guy Jacob is, do you?" he taunted, a chuckle bubbling in his throat. "So, I'll assume he hasn't explored that territory with you yet. I guess he doesn’t know what he’s missing.” His eyes trailed to glance at my ass, triggering my nerves.

"Mind your own damn business, Tyler," I snapped, the words leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. "I don't need to hear about Jacob's past preferences or his sexual history. I fucking know what I need to know, and I trust him. So spare me your feeble attempts to drive a wedge between us. Save your fucking breath.”

“I see, you trust him a lot, don’t you?” Tyler's amusement only deepened, his laughter echoing in the space between us, grating on my nerves like sandpaper. A gnawing doubt crept into the recesses of my mind, fueled by his insidious insinuations.

I had this question in my head even if I didn’t want to—Why hadn't Jacob broached the subject of anal sex with me, especially if it was something he liked?

Was it peculiar that a man who supposedly loved having anal sex hadn't even mentioned it with his girlfriend? Should I just trust Jacob or succumb to the seeds of doubt Tyler had sown?

Fuck. didn’t know.

I was just doubtful. Really doubtful.

"Tell me, how is it that he was a fan of Chloe’s ass and hasn't even considered fucking yours?" His eyebrow arched in mocking curiosity, his tone dripping with disdain. "Could it be that he's less interested in you? Or perhaps he believes there's no better ass to fuck than Chloe’s?"

"You piece of—" I seethed, my anger boiling over, but Tyler's interruption cut through my retort like a blade.

"It makes me wonder why he hasn't taken your sweet ass yet," he continued, his words laced with venom. "As far as I can see, yours is bigger and better than Chloe’s. I’m sure it would be far more enjoyable. I've had Chloe in every way imaginable, I have fucked her in holes and none of it was as satisfying as I'd hoped. But I think you’d feel like heaven around me. And I am dying to fuck you, Bella Dona. I want to know how you’d fucking feel around me.”

To be honest—I wanted to kill Tyler Ricci. I want to cut him into small pieces and make him disappear. His blatant disrespect and disregard for boundaries fueled a fire within me.

I wanted to put this fucking bastard in his place.

"Let me make one thing clear, you despicable asshole," I spat, my words dripping with venom. "You will never have me. Jacob is the only man who has touched me, and he will always be the only one. No matter where he is, no matter what happens, if he ends up on the streets or his business falls off, I will stand by him. I will be there with him every step of the way. So you, you can fuck off!"

"Well, sooner or later, you’ll come running to me," he chuckled, undeterred by my defiance. "Women like you, Evelyn… you're a rare luxury. You belong in palaces, not on the streets. You need to be fucking worshipped not just taken care of.”

Before I could respond, he closed the distance between us, trapping me against the shelf behind me. I recoiled, repulsed by his proximity, his cologne suffocating me.

"And, Evie... I'll be the one to take your ass," he whispered, a sinister smirk playing on his lips. "Since Jacob seems to prefer Chloe’s, I’ll show yours the love it deserves. Trust me, I can fuck you better than Jacob ever could. Give me a chance, and I'll show you what it's like to be fucked right."