All Chapters of Craving My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

22 Chapters

In the wrong bed.

~MELANIE~A violent slap met me across the face, sending me flying out of bed. I hit the ground with a thud and a wince fell off my lips. Pain shot through my sides and a faint ringing echoed in my ears from the slap. “You shameless little slut! How could you?!” My mother’s furious tone cleared the last traces of sleep in my eyes. “What the hell are you doing in your father's bed?!”My father's bed? What is she talking about? I tried to get off the floor and that was when I realized it…I was naked. Stark naked without any underwear on. A cold shiver ran down my spine as goosebumps broke out of my skin. How did…“Of all the men out there you could have slept with, you chose my husband? Your step-father? What is wrong with you?” She was practically shaking with anger now and all I could do was stare blankly. “Is that why you were always making up stories about him asking you out? You just wanted to get a taste of him, didn't you?” My brain was trying so hard to process everything.

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

Sexy Adonis.

~MELANIE~The airplane touched down hours ago, but the heaviness in my chest never did.I tried to blame it on jet lag. Or the uncomfortable seat. Or the screaming toddler three rows ahead of us. Anything but the truth sitting like a stone in the middle of my ribcage.Allison kept humming different songs beside me, scrolling through hotels and restaurants we “absolutely have to try,” but my eyes remained glued to the car window as the city lights of Madrid blurred past. Madrid was breathtaking. It carried this soft winter chill that simply brushed your cheeks without sinking into your bones. Different lights hung all over the streets like glowing ribbons, warming the city with gold and red. The air smelled faintly of roasted chestnuts and hot chocolate, and every plaza we drove by was filled with life.Street musicians, small everyday markets, and people wrapped in scarves laughing their way between cafés. It felt festive, bright, and almost magical, as if the whole city was celebrat

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

The warmth of your embrace.

~MELANIE~The guest room Allison picked for me was ridiculously beautiful. White walls, warm golden lighting, a balcony overlooking the courtyard, but I barely noticed any of it.I was moving on autopilot, unpacking clothes and folding them neatly even though my hands kept trembling.Everything in this house felt too perfect. Too peaceful. Too… stable.It made me feel like an intruder. Like I wasn't worthy of being here. A familiar sting began to itch my eyes but thankfully, a distraction came right on time. My phone buzzed from the bed, snapping me out of my little pathetic self-reflection. My eyes went straight to the caller ID as I picked up the phone. Marcus.A small smile tugged at my lips, as the tension within my body was slowly eased. Maybe, finally, I could talk to someone who actually cared.I grabbed the phone and answered.“Hey babe,” I whispered, leaning against the bedpost.His voice blasted through the speaker, loud and cheerful. “Mel! You will not believe the kind o

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

Jealousy.

~MELANIE~MOM.With hearts and smiley faces. I couldn't even delude myself into thinking she was concerned about my whereabouts because a line of the message was staring at me. A freaking demand for money. My thumb hovered over the notification before it opened on its own, like the universe insisted I see it completely.“You better send some money as soon as possible. Paul is very sick because of your stupid behavior last night. He is traumatized and needs to see a doctor as soon as possible. You need to take responsibility for this. Fix what you caused.”My stomach dropped.There was no Are you okay? No Where are you? No Come home, darling, let's resolve this?Just blame. More blame. Always blame.The words blurred as a tremor shot through my hands. My heart squeezed painfully, like it was trying to fold in on itself and just end this misery.Suddenly I could hear it again. Her screams, her fists, the crack of the shoe hitting my cheek. The cold air slammed into my skin as they th

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

I feel something.

MELANIEThe beach suddenly felt too crowded.Too loud, too bright, too much of everything pressing in on me at once. One minute I was laughing with Allison, letting the cold water chase away the heaviness in my chest, and the next, it all came rushing back like a wave I couldn't outrun. The voices blurred together, the sunlight felt harsher against my skin, and even the sound of the ocean became overwhelming.And him.I turned my head before I could stop myself, my gaze landing exactly where I knew it would. He was still standing with that woman, close enough that her hand brushed his arm as she spoke. He smiled at something she said, relaxed and at ease, like nothing in the world could touch him.Something twisted in my chest, sharp and unfamiliar.“I’m going to grab something to drink,” I muttered, brushing sand from my hands as I stepped away.Allison barely spared me a glance, her attention still fixed somewhere behind me. “Get me something sweet,” she called, waving a hand lazily

Last Updated : 2026-03-27

This is not appropriate.

RAFAELThe first thing I noticed about Melanie Swan was that she did not belong to the kind of light she carried on her face.When she walked in with Allison the day before, she had been smiling, bright and effortless, the kind of beauty that drew attention without trying. Youth clung to her in a way that made everything about her feel alive, from the way she moved to the easy laughter that slipped past her lips. Anyone looking at her would have seen nothing but a carefree girl enjoying a trip with her best friend.I had seen something else.There had been a quiet weight in her eyes, something far too heavy for someone her age. It was not obvious, not something most people would catch in passing, but I had spent too many years reading people to miss it. It lingered beneath the surface, subtle but persistent, like a shadow that refused to leave even under the brightest light.I had met all kinds of people in my lifetime, from those who wore their pain openly to those who buried it so d

Last Updated : 2026-04-03

What do you want?

MELANIE I did not realize I was still holding it until I tried to move. The soft fabric rested in my fingers, slightly crumpled from how tightly I had been clutching it. Rafael’s handkerchief. The faint scent on it lingered, subtle and clean, and the awareness of it sent a strange warmth through me that I did not want to examine too closely. My heart picked up again, not with fear this time, but something far more dangerous. I exhaled slowly and loosened my grip, placing it carefully beside me on the bed as though it might burn me if I held it any longer. This was ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. I had just cried in his arms like a child, and somehow my mind had chosen this moment to notice things it had no business noticing. I pressed my lips together, forcing the thoughts away before they could settle. This could not happen. Not

Last Updated : 2026-04-04

The perfect night.

RAFAEL I did not need to be standing this close to the hallway to hear them. Their voices carried easily, light and unguarded, drifting through the open space as they made their way toward the front door. My daughter Allison’s excitement came first, bright and animated in a way that filled the house with life. “I’m telling you, we are not leaving Madrid without going to Serrano Street. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen those boutiques. And don’t even get me started on the shoes.” A quieter voice followed, softer but steady. “I don’t think I need anything that expensive. Something simple is fine. I just need a couple of things, not a full wardrobe.” Allison groaned, the sound exaggerated enough to carry. “You are impossible. This is not the time to be sensible. This is the time to look like yo

Last Updated : 2026-04-06

The more, the merrier.

MELANIE Dinner should have been simple. There was nothing unfamiliar about sitting at a table, sharing a meal, exchanging small conversations that did not require too much thought. I had done it countless times before, in different settings, with different people. It was ordinary. And yet, nothing about this felt ordinary. I became aware of it the moment I took my seat. The chair felt too firm beneath me, my posture too stiff, my hands too aware of where they rested. The soft clink of cutlery against porcelain sounded louder than it should have, each movement deliberate in a way that made me feel as though I was performing rather than simply existing. I kept my gaze on my plate at first. It was safer that way. The food looked incredible, carefully prepared, the kind of meal that belonged in a magazine spread rather th

Last Updated : 2026-04-09

The offer.

MELANIE I paused. My name, spoken in that tone, steady and deliberate, stopped me before I could take another step. I turned back slowly, my fingers curling slightly at my sides. “Yes?” “Stay for a moment.” Something in his expression made my chest tighten. Careful. Measured. It made my guard rise instinctively, even though I could not immediately explain why. I nodded slowly and stepped closer, stopping a few feet from the table. “Is everything alright?” I asked, my voice quieter now. He studied me briefly before speaking. “How are you feeling?” The question caught me off guard. “I’m fine,” I replied automatically, then hesitate

Last Updated : 2026-04-10

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