Ch: 154 [Corner of a bar]

Ch: 154 [Corner of a bar]

I entered the bar and looked around, searching for Alana. It didn't take long to spot her sitting alone at a corner table, a half-empty glass of whiskey in front of her. As I approached, I could see the weariness etched on her face, the lines of stress and sadness that marred her usual radiance.

"Alana," I called softly, taking a seat across from her. "I'm here."

She looked up, her eyes glassy and red from tears. She forced a small smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Alex," she slurred slightly, her words heavy with the weight of her emotions. "I'm glad you came."

I reached across the table and took her hand in mine, offering her a comforting squeeze. "I'm here for you, Alana. Whatever you need, I'll do my best to help."

Alana sighed heavily, her shoulders sagging. "It's just... I never thought I would be betrayed by my own daughter. It hurts, Alex. It hurts so much."

I could hear the pain in her voice, and my heart ached for her. I knew that feeling of betrayal all too well. "I understand, Alana. It's a difficult thing to come to terms with. But we'll get through this together. We'll find the truth and hold her accountable."

Alana's eyes filled with tears once again, and she shook her head. "I don't know if I can face her, Alex. I don't know if I can bear to hear her reasons, her excuses."

I squeezed her hand tighter, offering her my support. "You don't have to face her alone, Alana. I'll be right there with you."

Alana drank a shot, "Haaa... Look at me complaining and spoiling your evening. All I do is complain. Now, look at me, I slept with you, my daughter's ex-boyfriend and I am the one to talk."

I could see the self-blame and guilt weighing heavily on Alana's shoulders, and it pained me to witness her spiraling thoughts. I reached out to gently cup her face, making her look into my eyes.

"Alana, what happened between us was a choice we both made. It wasn't your fault, and it doesn't define you as a person," I reassured her, my voice filled with sincerity. "And, I don't regret anything that has happened between us."

Alana's eyes searched mine, and I could see a mix of emotions flickering within them—uncertainty, regret, and a glimmer of hope. She seemed lost, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and emotions.

"You mean it?" She touched my hand.

I nodded, my gaze unwavering. "Yes, Alana, I mean it. Our connection was unexpected, but it was real. I care about you, and what we shared was a genuine moment between two people."

Alana's hand trembled slightly as she held mine, her voice barely above a whisper. "I care about you too, Alex. But..."

"Sush!" I smiled softly, my finger lingering on Alana's lips for a moment before I withdrew it. "No 'buts,' Alana. We'll deal with everything that comes our way, step by step. Right now, I want you to focus on taking care of yourself and finding the strength to face what's ahead."

"Ok, alright," She shifted closer to me, resting her head on my shoulder.

I wrapped my arm around Alana, providing her with a comforting embrace. She leaned into me, seeking solace and support in the midst of her pain. The scent of whiskey lingered in the air around us, a reminder of the numbing effect she sought in her current state.

"Mmmmm... Ohhh..." Alana mumbled, her cheeks hollow as she sucked my cock while stroking my balls.

Alana's eyes met mine briefly. "Fuck, I wish I can see her, getting her ass slammed by this cock. I'd love to shove my fist up that slut's cunt, and then I'd take out your cock out of her ass and make you fuck me like a whore."

I looked around the bar. No one was paying any attention to us. I knew we weren't in a hurry.

"Shit! I am going to cum!" I moaned as Alana bobbed her head faster and faster.

"Mumm~ Yeah! Give it to me. Pump it into my throat," Alana moaned, as she held her mouth at the base of my cock, holding it in her throat.

I exploded into her mouth, a flood of hot cum filling her mouth. She swallowed eagerly, slurping loudly as I continued to unload my seed into her mouth.

Her tongue swirled around my cock, cleaning my shaft while I held her head in my hands, my hips still thrusting. Once I had finished cumming, Alana released my cock from her mouth, and my spent member flopped limply in front of her face.

Alana stood up, my cock flopping back and forth, still connected to her mouth. Her lips were red and swollen from sucking, and I could see her throat working to swallow my load. She licked her lips, her cheeks bloated from the effort of swallowing my cum.

"That was great. How about we continue this in your room?" I suggested, after adjusting everything.

Huh?! This smell! Harl, Jen and Hina! Don't tell me they were peeping. I looked around, but couldn't sense them anymore. Humm. Might be my imagination.

Alana grabbed my hand, pulling me along. We left the bar and walked towards her apartment, hand-in-hand.

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[3rd person POV]

"Phew! We almost got caught."

"Did she just blow your dad in public?"

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