My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 52

Jacob

I watched her as she conversed with her friends, the smile on her face never fading. It occasionally broadened with a subtle twitch at the corner of her lips, as if she could sense my gaze fixed on her the entire time. And, truth be told, she could. Evelyn was incredibly observant though she didn't know that I had mentally captured every aspect of her from the very first day I arrived here to attend Samuel's wedding. She remained oblivious to how I had lost most of my self-control that very morning when I unexpectedly found her in the kitchen, wearing a little top and shorts that perfectly showcased her sexy body.

Who would have thought that this was the same Evelyn I had known years ago?

Back then, she had been quite shy around me, always quiet, except for those nights when she'd sneak wine from the kitchen cabinets and retreat to her safe haven—her room. In the midst of her liquor-induced intoxication, she would often do wild things that were entirely contrary to her usual nature. I couldn't deny that the sound of my name falling from her lips used to make my heart skip a beat, just as it did now.

But she had been underage then, completely naive and incapable of making decisions for herself. That was the sole reason I hadn't acted on my desires. I couldn't deny, though, that if she had been the same age as she was today, instead of suppressing my desires and the beast lurking beneath my skin, I would have barged into her room and ravished her. Every inch of her.

Suppressing one's true desires is always a tough battle, and for me, Evelyn is at the core of everything I crave—my carnal desires, my obsession, and everything my heart longs for.

My eyes traced a path from her slender neck down to her waist, where her dress clung to her like a second skin. I could discern the effort she had put into concealing the love bites on her neck and cleavage, and she had done an excellent job at it. I wouldn't have been able to guess where those marks had adorned her skin if I hadn't been the one creating them on her soft, delicate canvas.

Perhaps I should have left more marks. I couldn't pinpoint why I was feeling this way, but maybe it was a twisted desire to stake a claim. To let everyone know she was mine, and no one was allowed to touch her except for me.

I had never been this possessive, but she held the power to awaken emotions I had never experienced before.

While I was absorbed in taking in every detail of Evelyn's presence, even though I had already done so countless times, a familiar woman approached me. She leaned against the bar, occupying the spot where Evelyn had stood moments ago.

"Hey," she flashed me a small smile.

"What do you want now, Chloe?" I couldn't hide my annoyance. For fuck’s sake! She was blocking my view of Evelyn,

She seemed taken aback before stammering, "I saw you standing here all alone, and I thought we could talk."

"Well, I don't want to talk to you. I believe I made that clear this morning, didn't I?"

"I can't believe you're still taking her side," she scoffed. "I told you what happened, Jacob. She raised her hand at me, yet—"

"I'm done with your lies, Chloe. So just shut the hell up," I snapped through gritted teeth, my jaw clenched. If this had been my party, I would have thrown her out right then, “Evelyn didn't hit you, so why don't you keep these lies to yourself? You've had your chance to create problems between her and me this time; it's over. It's time for you to finally leave behind your twisted ways and start working on yourself.

Her lips parted, and her brows shot up in surprise. Clearly, she hadn't expected me to reject her so outrightly. Alas, She and her struggle to believe the world revolved around her!

"Excuse me? Jacob, I'm not trying to come between you and Evelyn because I simply know there's no future for you two. Have you forgotten the fact that she's Samuel's daughter? What are you even thinking, love? You're ruining things for both of you. Please don't do this to yourself."

There she went, showcasing her impressive acting skills to make it seem like she cared.

But in reality, she couldn't care less.