Romans & histoires Daddy’s Best Friends

You don't want to have fun with daddy? She shakes her head, ”I miss my best friend.“ Alpha Knox feigns a gasp, ”Bella V, I thought I was your best friend.“ ”Don't be silly, Daddy.“ she finally giggles. ”Uncle Ry is your best friend, Katie Rose is my best friend “You're right,” Alpha Knox sighs. “I should go and hang out with him.” “No, you're hanging out with me and Mommy.” her eyes start to glimmer with tears. “You promised.”

she asked calmly. "A few months," I admitted. My mother nodded slowly. "He's older than you." "Yes." "Much older." "Yes." "And he's your father's best friend." My stomach dropped. " I know." I looked away from the door. "Marcus talks about Sebastian all the time," my mother said. "His brilliant, successful best friend who built an empire in New York. Sebastian was married to my friend, sweetheart. And he is a Lockhart. Lockharts are no to be trusted."

Opening it and I saw the younger self of my father with a man and they were laughing like they had no care in the world. “That's my father and yours. They were best friends from the womb, loving each other like they were one that they began to look alike that would explain how close their bond was. My father soon joined a bad gang and your father began to sell hard drugs for him and it was booming with lots of sales and no police involving in their business. Their bond grew stronger until my father trusting his best friend; your father decided to give him the highest volume of dress to take and he sold it to the companies.

"Honey he's your dad. And I promise you, you will never find a better best friend that your father. Can you make him your bestfriend for my sake baby?" He walked up to Wesley who squatted to hold him in his arms. "Are you really my father? Are you my daddy?" "Yes buddy. I'm your dad. And I'm sorry your mommy and I didn't tell you this sooner. I'm so sorry." "It's okay. I'm not mad at you. I'm not mad at either of you. I'm just glad that I finally found my daddy. Do you know I wrote letters for you? Aunt Martha helped me write them. Why did you leave mommy and I alone? Mommy was so sad without you."

I said and offered him a smile. “Hmm,” he sighed and closed the door behind him, while I sulked at the fact that he didn't return the smile. In my boredom, I found a pen and a sticky note. “I would rather doodle,” I said to myself before getting at it. FORMER OUTLINE Book title : Daddy's best friend My dad's best friend has been my best friend and nanny since birth, but tonight my heart wants him. "Just call me Shawn", he says with his gaze still locked with mine as we click our champagne glasses.

I've missed my best friend terribly, and I can only hope she won't be too angry with me for leaving without a word. As my thoughts drift back to Alpha Alexander, I can't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. Crushing on my best friend's father and my Alpha feels like a betrayal of the highest order. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of embarrassment settle heavily upon me. This is my father's best friend, after all.

I look up to find him, the one person I hate so much in this world, my father's best friend, Dale Lazarus, sitting behind the steering wheel, oblivious to the fact that I am awake and want him dead. He's twice my age, I'm eighteen, and he's thirty-six, and all the days of my life, I've tried to get rid of him, but nothing worked. He was my father's best friend, so I call him Daddy too. My father demanded it, stating it isn't too bad to have two fathers and that Dale Lazarus is a good person. And although the word daddy leaves my lips now and then, I hated him. Whenever I feel his stabbing gaze on me, I feel strange, uncomfortable, and unsafe.

I sigh, letting him engulf me in a smothered hug, his tears dropping on my head as he laments in Russian. Sometimes I wish he’d act like an adopted daughter. “Daddy I'm fine. It's just...I was out a little longer than I should, I was with Darya, you can call her.” I haven't talked to her yet, but she's my best friend. She doesn't have to volunteer to be my alibi. She's implicated by relation. Dad sighs. “It was a boy wasn't it? Have you gotten rid of that Andrei yet?”

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.

I asked. He nodded and started driving again. "So, how did that happen?" I asked, curious. "My father was his father’s best friend and also the former beta," he replied. "And?" I asked again. It was not enough. "Kaizer is my best friend too," he continued sparingly. Best friends, yet the way they treated each other was cold. Or were they just naturally like that? Whatever. "I heard you still have not found your mate," I asked again. He glanced at me.