Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 183

Chapter 0183

Gavin’s POV

Skyla Sinclair definitely had some timing.

Getting dressed and watching Judy get dressed as well was difficult, especially when I wasn’t able to finish, but there would be time for that later. We would continue where we left off as soon as my workday was done, and I was able to get her into bed. But for right now, I have business to take care of.

The movie film had arrived and were settling into the villa. I wanted to be there when they arrived, but they apparently decided to come early.

“I’m sorry,” I told Judy as I wrapped my arms around her now–dressed waist and pulled her into my

arms.

She smiled up at me and put her hands on my chest as she stood on her tippy toes to kiss me.

“It’s okay. I get that you’re working,” she told me. “I’ll just see you later.”

I nodded and covered her swollen lips with mine, kissing her deeply and passionately before I reluctantly released her. I dropped Judy off at the mansion before I left to go to the villa. When I got there, I saw a couple of cars along with a limo waiting out front. Taylor was waiting by the doorway and when he saw me, he smiled.

“They are inside waiting for you,” he told me. “I showed them to their room and they were able to get settled in while they waited.”

I nodded at him and walked into the villa.

“I’m such a huge fan of yours. I have your posters all over my room. I’m a big idol,” I heard Irene saying, as we neared the parlor.

I sighed; I should have known that Irene would be all over her the moment she arrived. I was going to have to pry my daughter off the movie star before they changed their minds and did their movie elsewhere.

I opened the parlor door and paused at the doorway. There were a couple of security guards that I didn’t recognize in the corner, along with my own guards. On the couch, there were a couple of good–looking women and some pretty good–looking men as well. There was an older man who was standing nearby as well, and he was speaking with one of the officers; they looked to be in deep conversation.

I knew him from the pictures that he was Chanse Wellington. I knew that the women and men on the couch were a few of the movie stars that were going to be in this film. The one Irene was speaking to was the shorter of the punch and she was probably the better looking of them all. I knew that had to be Skyla

Sinclaire.

She was listening to Irene babble, and she looked like she was waiting for an excuse to end this conversation. An escape I was just about to give her.

“Irene, give her space,” I said, folding my arms across my chest.