My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 116 Trouble In Paradise

Evelyn

"Mom sent breakfast for us," Jacob said, raising the croissant to my mouth as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I really wanted to just sleep, but I didn't want to be selfish and doze off while my boyfriend had to leave for work. At least there should be a kiss before he left and a few tight hugs. That was the only reason I dragged myself from the bed and sat on the couch. However, it seemed Rosaline had already prepared breakfast for us, knowing her son would have to leave early for work.

As I took a bite, my eyes widened in surprise-it literally tasted like it was from an expensive bakery-the crunchiness, the flavors, altogether, it was the best croissant I had ever tasted.

"Wow," I exclaimed, "Did she really make it all by herself?"

"Yes," he chuckled, wiping the filling from the corner of my mouth with his thumb and then his own as he licked it away, "My mom's a very good cook. And trust me, these few days, she'll make sure you gain at least five kilograms before we leave."

"I like it at your parents'," I confessed. "It feels like...home."Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

A smile tugged at his lips as he leaned closer and kissed my cheek. "Well, it is our home. Yours and mine. But, I can't afford to stay here all the time because I can't just fuck you anywhere and everywhere... you know, in my parents' house. But in my house there's plenty of freedom, and I prefer that."

"Are you serious? That's the only thing you are concerned about?"

"Well..." he raised the croissant to my mouth once again, and I took a bite, "That's one of the most crucial things in a man's life." "What, sex?"

"Both."

"Both what?"

"Evie, baby," he chuckled, wiping my mouth again, "I am talking about both sex and freedom. And I prefer both quite a lot."

"But you're mostly concerned about sex," I stated matter-of-factly— it was true. Every cell of his head only circled around sex.

"You know me too well," he laughed, smiling before he placed another kiss on my cheek, this time the other one, "Now, let's finish it, alright? You must be hungry after all the hard work from last night."

Red tainted my cheeks. "Do you really have to bring that up?" I tried to fight a smile, but the corner of my lips curled upwards anyway even though I tried to stifle it.

"Of course, because... last night was absolutely fucking amazing," he murmured, leaning in to brush his nose against my neck, and a small giggle slipped past my lips.

"Get away."

"Not until you finish breakfast."

"I can't finish it with you sniffing my neck."

"Point," he hummed as he pulled away and handed me the cup of coffee, "Here. Drink it."

"But my croissant-"

"Here it is," he raised it to my mouth, and I took a bite, "And, don't worry, baby, mom made tons. So after you finish it, I can bring you more." "Okay, but aren't you late for the office?"

"Not really, I still have half an hour left. So relax and let me see you eat."

Well, he usually left before this time. But maybe today was an exception. It wasn't a big deal, was it?

"What's so special about watching me eat?" a chuckle slipped past my lips as I took a bite.

"You won't understand," he smiled, tucking a hair strand behind my ear, "You are too special in my life, and I am going to protect you with my life and make sure every person who tries to hurt you sees the worst of this world."

***

It had been about an hour since

Jacob left the house for his office. I had seen him talking to someone on the phone before he left, his

expression reminiscent of last.

night's, and when I queat

just like last night, he gave

me the

same response. So, once again, I

was left with unanswered questions.

I wasn't going to pressure him into telling me anything because that was his take—I knew he would tell me when he was ready.

"Don't worry, Evelyn. It's probably nothing to worry about," I shrugged, walking downstairs.

The first person I saw as I reached downstairs was Rosaline. She was in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of wine.

"That's your first thing in the morning, Rosaline?" I chuckled as I walked over to her, giving her a side hug which she returned, along with a kiss on my temple.

"Just got a bad hunch for no reason," she sighed, "Forget it. Did you sleep well, honey?"

"Absolutely. The croissant was amazing!"

"I'm glad," she smiled, "Do you want some wine?"

"Why not?" I chuckled, and she nodded.

"Well, how can I forget? Our Evelyn loves wine," she began pouring me a glass.

"Hey, Evelyn, come here, let's watch this movie," Enzo's sudden voice startled me, and it was then I realized that he had been on the sofa the whole time-god, I hadn't even noticed him.

"You literally blended into the sofa, Enzo," I chuckled as I took the wine from Rosaline and walked over to the sofa, "I didn't even notice you." "Why would you? You seem to be a fan of your future mother-in-law anyways, but you don't know how cunning and cruel she is," his hand absentmindedly moved to his probably sore butt, and I tried to stifle a smile.

"Do I hear something about me?" Rosaline called out, loud, "I have the spatula near me. It'd be a rubber one this time."

"I said nothing!" he hurriedly blurted out, "Evelyn, let's watch this new series." He turned on Netflix, placing the remote beside him.

"Okay," Not noticing the remote, I ended up sitting on it, quickly jumping to stand up once again as the channel changed.

"Shit! I am so sorry."

"It's alright," Enzo chuckled, grabbing the remote back, "I'll put it on again."

However, before he could change the channel, the reporter's words snatched both of our attention.

"Today, all eyes were drawn to the

bustling scenę at the renowned Italian locale where CEO Jacob Adriano, a prominent figure in the real estate industry, captivated the

Adriano

attention of passers ne

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whose recent endeavor, the ambitious Nova Cascade Apartments project, has been making waves across Italy, made

headlines once again as he was observed engaging in a physical

altercation with two individuals."

My eyes shot at the TV, the scene unfolding in front of my eyes as Jacob beat the two men, his knuckles bloodied—They were his uncles.

"The motive behind Adriano's

actions remains shrouded in

mystery just like every other news

about him, yet it marks a significant return to the spotlight following his recent feud with Tyler Ricci, the third-generation CEO and proprietor of Crystal States. As the speculation is swirling, the public eagerly awaits Adriano's forthcoming explanation for his involvement in what appears to be an unprovoked assault on unsuspecting individuals."

Shit!