The Tangle of Awful Read Online K. Webster

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors:
Advertisement

Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
<<<<152533343536374555>103
Advertisement


“Babysit Grandpa,” he blurts out without missing a beat. I can almost imagine his smirk behind his mask, knowing that answer would rile me.

“Fuck no.” I grin at him. “Anything but that.”

“You could get my father off my ass.”

“About?”

He’s quiet for a long, uncomfortable few seconds. “He wants me to see a therapist.”

Pops isn’t wrong there. Jude is beyond screwed up. He wears a mask, for fuck’s sake.

“About what?” I ask, deliberately playing dumb to see what he’ll say.

He sighs heavily, the air swooshing under his mask and making a whistling sound. “Apparently, I’m ‘wasting my potential’ locking myself away like Beast when I could be out there finding my Belle.”

“Pops wants you to get out there and fuck a librarian?”

He snorts. I don’t have to see his mouth to know I earned a rare smile. “Something like that. Therapy will supposedly help.”

“I’ll see what I can do to get your dad off your back,” I assure him. “Sorry to cut and run, but I have shit to do, unfortunately.”

Jude’s eyes narrow to slits from behind his mask, but I don’t fidget under his scrutiny or this prick will peel apart my life too. I certainly don’t need that shit right now.

He turns back to his computer, effectively dismissing me, and goes back to work. I bark out a quick bye and then text Dempsey on my way out of the freak house.

Me: We need to talk.

I used to look forward to my daily errands, but I’m beginning to resent them with my entire being. I can’t exactly ignore them either, which means as much as I don’t want to hear Dempsey’s take, I need his help.

Hugo

Sometimes I have great ideas—ideas that make my family a lot of money. Other times, my ideas are based solely on my dick’s needs alone and nothing else being considered.

Hiring Aubrey was a terrible fucking idea.

Not because she sucks at her job or anything like that. If it were that simple, I’d just tell her she’d be better suited for the donut shop she considered applying at. No, this is completely out of her control.

It’s not her fault she’s sex on two of the hottest legs I’ve ever seen on this planet.

Thankfully, Vaughn distracted me most of the day, going over important campaign event dates, meetings, and media appearances we have planned for the next few months until voting day. I’d only lose my mind on the rare times I’d pop out of the conference room to take a piss or grab another cup of coffee.

“Hey, Hugo,” Garrick, a junior attorney at our firm, says, grinning wolfishly at me as he joins me in the conference room now that Vaughn left for the day. “Are you trying to get me fired?”

I rub at the back of my neck, chasing away thoughts of Aubrey to focus on this doofus Dad hired. “What?”

He smirks as he saunters in. Garrick is about ten years younger than me, single, and is not shy about bragging about his sex life. My gut clenches, knowing I’m not going to like what comes out of this guy’s mouth.

“The sexy little vixen out there greeting all our clients. Come on, man, anyone with a working dick can see she’s hot as fuck.”

Unease is chased away by indignation. “Excuse me?”

“Tell me you don’t want to hit that,” he says, laughing. “I mean, I know you’re married and all but—”

“She’s my stepdaughter,” I snap, slamming my pen down on the table with enough force I’m surprised it didn’t splatter ink everywhere.

His eyes widen comically and then he raises his palms like one would to a dog with sharp teeth that’s snarling at them. “Oh. Holy shit. No disrespect, man.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose and suck in a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down before I speak again. When I’ve composed myself, I level him with a firm glare. “She’s off-limits, Garrick. You will not date my girl.”

Mine.

My fucking girl.

He nods in agreement. “Of course not. She’s just beautiful. That’s all I meant.”

“I understand,” I say in a dismissive tone. “If you’ll excuse me, I have a ton of work to catch up on in my office.”

Garrick slinks out of my office, leaving me to gather my files. I attempt to keep my focus on my goal—get to my office without distraction—but I find myself slowing to a stop in front of Karla’s desk.

Aubrey sits primly beside Karla as my assistant chatters on the phone with someone. Aubrey’s thighs are downright lickable, smooth and shiny, and my mouth waters for a forbidden taste.

Walk away, Hugo.

Walk the fuck away or everyone in this office is going to see how hard your stepdaughter makes your dick simply by existing.

I clear my throat and aim my attention at Aubrey’s pretty, glossy lips. “Want to come tell me about your day so far?”


Advertisement

<<<<152533343536374555>103

Advertisement