Romans & histoires Best Friends Dad Romance Books

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To be honest, I was worried about Mom’s reaction to Brian and I spending the night together (even though she already knows that we do that most of the time, but still) but now that I think about it, Mom has been nothing but nice to Brian and Kian. But dad, however, is acting all weird. He’s being hostile towards Brian, and I don’t understand why. Sure, that’s probably because he’s still finding it hard to believe that the man my dad used to consider his best friend, is dating his daughter. But still, this is not like Dad. He’s never hostile towards anyone. Ever. “Dad,” I say, trying to get his attention, trying to know what’s wrong. “Is everything okay?” Dad tears his gaze away from Brian an

Rosewood, the town I lived in was far away from New York where Yale was so Dad decided that I should move in with his best friend, Antonio who was also a professor at Yale. Maybe this admission is the start of something new. A new life away from the toxicity of Bart and Layla, A new life away from this small town and maybe a new love life. * * * The day had finally come, I had said goodbye to Rosewood, Bart, Layla and every other problem I had. This was my fresh start and I couldn’t wait. My dad had escorted me to the bus stop where I’d board my taxi to Antonio’s home. It was now time to say goodbye.

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."

Everything felt like a dream. "Yes, Evelyn. Your dad had no objections to us being together," Jacob chuckled, brushing my hair away from my face. My gaze shifted to my dad, who gave me a small smile. "I told you I'd give you everything you want," Dad chuckled. "I know it's weird that you ended up falling in love with this guy who happens to be my best friend, but just like I said, Evie, you'll have everything you want. I will—" And then I ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

MAYA It’s hard to believe I’m back here, back into my father’s world after what? Four years? Five? I was seventeen the last time I showed my face in daddy’s mansion. Now, I’m twenty-two years old, with my psychology degree still warm in my trunk, and a pussy that had been aching for one man since I was old enough to know what aching, what wanting meant. Dominic Kane. My father’s best friend. My godfather.

A moan rose to my throat, but I bit it back gently, trying not to do much. This is wrong! His hands on my pussy were wrong. Getting my coochie fucked by my best friend’s dad was wrong, but what was even more terrible was the way my body trembled and the way my pussy hugged his finger, shamelessly loving how he drilled me while keeping his eyes completely locked on mine. Oh! The nerve of me to hate this man and love his fingers! The nerve of me to fucking enjoy the thrust of my best friend’s Dad. I don't like him. I still don't. But no man. Absolutely no man in my entire life has ever made my pussy feel this way…

and my father and that man are bestfriends? "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! NO !!!!!!!!!"

I grabbed my phone and called my best friend Mia. “Girl,” I said as soon as she picked up. “You won’t believe this. Another bodyguard. My dad just won’t quit.” Mia laughed. “No way. Is he hot at least?” “Annoyingly hot,” I groaned. “He’s tall, well built, and has a deep voice… the whole package. But he’s so stiff and professional. I already know he’s going to be a pain in my ass.” “I tried teasing him by the pool just now and he basically ran away like I had the plague. Told me he’s not my personal maid.”