Marrying My Best Friend's Dad

That afternoon, after hearing what Donita's doubts, Erica immediately went to see her father.

Erica burst into her father's office without knocking. Oscar, who was busy studying financial reports on his computer screen, looked up with a blank expression.

"This is a very serious matter, Dad!!" Erica exclaimed, her breath labored as if she had just run a marathon. Her face was panicked, unlike her usual self.

Oscar took off his glasses and looked at his daughter with one eyebrow raised. "What's wrong, Erica? Is there a problem at school?"

"It's not about school, Dad! It's about... Donita! It's about the wedding!" Erica stepped closer, standing directly in front of her father's desk. "Donita doubts you, Dad!!"

Oscar furrowed his brow. " Doubts what? Didn't she already agree?"

"Yes, she did agree to marry you! But... she's not sure you love her too, Dad! She thinks, I forced you, or just to get Wina out of the way!" Erica spoke passionately.

"She said you're as flat as a highway, as cold as a freezer! She's a woman who needs certainty, Dad!!"

Oscar fell silent. His expression was still hard to read, but there was a fleeting look of confusion in his sharp eyes. "I've prepared everything. The wedding, the honeymoon... Isn't that enough?"

"It's not enough!" Erica sighed dramatically.

"She thinks, this was just a forced arrangement! Even though we both know it wasn't !!"

Actually, it was Oscar who had asked Erica to help him get closer to Donita. He was too ashamed to be seen as a womanizer, an older man chasing after a younger woman.

"I thought my actions were enough to show her... that I love her."

"It's not enough, Dad! Donita needs certainty! She needs to know that you love her!" Erica's voice was fiery as she spoke to her father.

"If you keep acting like this, she's going to run, Dad. She'll run away on the wedding day ... I swear she will!"

The moment he heard the words 'run away on the wedding day,' Oscar's jaw tightened. He didn't want that to happen.

He had planned everything so carefully, and Donita was the center of it all, his future hinged on her.

"Then what should I do?" Oscar asked, his tone this time showing a hint of helplessness that was rarely seen.

Erica smiled triumphantly. "Okay, listen carefully. You need to be more expressive-show her you love her."

Oscar gave a slow nod, his expression still serious.

"Don't just stand there staring like that, Dad," Erica rolled her eyes.

Oscar frowned slightly. "But, that is my way to keep an eye on her!"

"I know!" Erica threw up her hands. "But she needs to know you're watching her because you care, not because you're suspicious."

"Show her how much you want her! Make her feel like she's the one in your heart!"

"But... how?" Oscar sounded genuinely lost.

"Dad, you run a giant company and 'this' is what confuses you?" Erica sighed again in exasperation.

"Flirt with her! Send her flowers! Take her on a romantic date! And for God's sake, sometimes look at her with love in your eyes, not that cold, blank stare you always give!"

Oscar briefly closed his eyes, for he always held back his desires when he saw Donita. A man's lust for a woman. But he couldn't possibly tell this to his daughter!

That's why he always appeared cold and impassive, so his lust wouldn't be so obvious. Donita was too sexy for a young woman, and that's what always made Oscar restrain himself in front of her. He didn't want Donita to be afraid of him.

But it turned out that this made Donita misunderstand. She was terribly wrong. He was even looking forward to the moment he could make Donita moan with pleasure in his embrace.

Suddenly, an uncontrollable biological urge surged through him as he remembered the curves of Donita's body and her large breasts. But Oscar quickly came back to his senses, hearing Erica's voice encouraging him to win Donita's heart.

"You have to, Dad! Your wedding is this weekend! Time is running out!" Erica warned. "And one more thing, Dad. After this, never act cold in front of Donita again. You have to relax and show her how much you love her. Understand?"

Oscar stared intently at his daughter. Maybe he should tell Donita this. The true feelings he was experiencing. He didn't want Donita to leave him. This was just a misunderstanding!

"Okay, I'll do it! ASAP!!"

"That's great! Now, I have to go. I have a date with William. But remember my advice, Dad!" Erica waved, then left the room, leaving Oscar in a pensive silence.

Oscar sighed. It seemed like he really had to tell Donita the truth.

***

That night, Oscar wasted no more time, unwilling to lose the woman he had lusted after for so long.

He had always harbored a fierce desire for Donita, but the significant age gap between them had forced him to hold back.

His conversation with his daughter, Erica, finally gave him the conviction he needed. The forbidden desires he had suppressed for so long could no longer be contained. He asked Erica for her blessing to make Donita her stepmother.

To his utter surprise, Erica agreed without hesitation! A seductive plot was then hatched. They would work together to 'trap' Donita, sealing her fate in a marriage with Oscar.

"So, I'll have to pursue you without shame now, huh?" he murmured, his voice a low growl as he stood before the small house Donita had inherited.

He no longer cared if she saw him as a predator, or if their age difference was deemed a 'May-December romance.' The hunt had begun, and he was done waiting.

Knock... knock... knock...

Donita was startled when she opened the door and found Oscar standing there.

"Mr. Sebastian? What are you doing here?" Donita glanced around, looking for Erica behind him.

"Relax, it's just me. Erica is on a date with William," he said, his voice still flat, but he tried to show a softer side to Donita.

"Oh... please, come in, sir!" Donita finally invited Oscar inside, feeling awkward that her neighbors might see him standing outside, like a debt collector.

Oscar stepped right inside and closed the door, making Donita flinch in surprise. Something felt different about his behavior.

Usually, the man was distant and cold, but now Oscar seemed to be deliberately acting more 'human' in her presence.

"Why are you here, sir?"

The man's ears were already tired of hearing her call him 'sir/Mr. Sebastian.' In just a few days, he would be her husband, so why was she still so formal? But he still tried to hold back.

After sitting down, Oscar got straight to the point. He didn't want Donita to misunderstand him again.

"Donita, I'm genuinely in love with you, and there was no coercion from Erica about this marriage at all."

Oscar's direct confession stunned Donita even more.

"Huh? Is that true? Is this another one of Erica's schemes?" she probed, her eyes fixed on him with deep suspicion. As far as she remembered, she had just told Erica about her feelings, and then forced Oscar to play another scenario.

Oscar let out a deep breath before proceeding with an action that would completely stun Donita.

"Donita, I'm not good at flirting, I'm not good with sweet words. What I can do is show you with my actions!"

Without warning, Oscar took action, capturing her lips in a deep kiss, the very lips that had been distracting him from everything else.