My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 120 There It Goes

Evelyn

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

Chloeâ€"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 livesâ€"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.

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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 â€" 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 toâ€"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 ofâ€"" 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 honestâ€"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." "That's never going to happen."

"I will make it fucking happen," he declared, his voice dripping with confidence, Everything I've ever wanted has either been handed to me on a silver platter or snatched and if not that, then earned. And if I can't snatch you, Evelyn, I'll damn well earn you. Trust me, I haven't even begun to inject venom into your life. Once I do, you'll be running to me to save yourself from it."

With those chilling words, he retreated, leaving me seething with anger, my veins pulsing with fury.

I strode to the counter, abandoning my shopping intentions, and paid for my groceries in a blur of frustration. As I stormed out of the store, my mind raced with thoughts of Tyler, his arrogance, and his audacity.

Who did he think he was? Some kind of king, entitled to whatever he desired?

I was Jacob's and Jacob's alone. If anyone were to touch me, it would be himâ€"no one else. Just none.

I hailed a cab and sank into the seat, my mind consumed by thoughts of vengeance against Tylerâ€"I wanted to fucking kill him and dispose of his body somewhere where none could ever find him.

But amidst the rage, a nagging question gnawed at the edges of my consciousness: Why hadn't Jacob taken my arse yet?

Was it true that he considered Chloe the best he could ever have?

God! Just the thought of it was fucking infuriating and it made me want to just kill him too.

"Calm down, Evelyn," I whispered to myself, attempting to rein in my emotions. But the anger simmered beneath the surface, threatening to erupt at any moment.

I knew Tyler's intentions were malicious, his every word and gesture designed to drive a wedge. between Jacob and me. His eyes, his words, and his very presence reeked of danger, and yet, I found myself grappling with the unsettling notion that there might be some truth to his words.

Fuck it.

But I can't ignore it too.

Jacob and Chloe had a fucking history behind them. A huge one that had so many chapters behind it. And I only knew a few. There could have been

so many things between us and I was unaware of most of it.

So, how could I just not believe it? I had to hear it from Jacob's mouth before I could actually calm down.

Jacob and Chloe's had a fucking

long history. There were chapters in their story that remained a mystery to me, secrets hidden behind closed doors that I could only speculate about. How could I trust what I didn't know? How could I believe in us when there were pieces missing from the puzzle?

As I stepped out of the cab and entered the apartment building, my mind raced with questions, each one more agonizing than the last.

If Jacob had had anal with Chloe, why hadn't he with me? What was it about her that he found appealing, that he hadn't found in me?

I paid the cab fare in a haze of frustration and rode the elevator to our floor, my heart pounding. Tyler's words echoed in my mind, poisoning my thoughts with doubt and insecurity.

When I walked into the apartment, Jacob was there, his presence both a comfort and a source of turmoil. His concern for me was evident in the furrow of his brow, the worry etched into his features.

"Evie, where were you?" he asked, moving toward me, his coat falling to the floor in his haste. "I was just about to call you."

His words hung in the air, but I couldn't bring myself to respond. Instead, the question that had plagued me since I left the store spilled from my lips, raw and unfiltered.

"Why haven't you taken my ass yet?"