Novel & Cerita Ex Boyfriend's Dad Romance Books

I only had the patience to wait until he was done so I could eat it. "I don't like anyone these days," I muttered, turning another page I wasn't reading. Dad's eyes softened. He probably thought my mood was because of my asshole of an ex-mate, Ryan. If only he knew the truth. That I wasn't mad at Jaxon because of the past—but because he'd refused to give me what I wanted. Because he wouldn't fuck me. Admitting that would give Dad a heart attack. "You know, before I met your mom, I went through some terrible relationships," Dad began, still focused on the grill. "I was at my lowest. Met the wrong women, even fell in love with some, and it made me hate everyone—even your mom at first."

Dating My Ex-Boyfriend’s Father . Chapter 7: it’s an awkward meet-cute . “Joshua, this is my boyfriend.” The corners of his mouth twitch. “What?”. “Yes,” Addison repeats. “My boyfriend. His name is...” “Dad?.” “Javan Roswell,” The man says, and it sounds like he’s choking back a laugh. “My name is Javan.” Javan Roswell. The CEO. Joshua has the petrified expression on his face that makes Addison confused as he turns back to her. “You are my father’s mistress?.”

My gaze dropped back to my phone and a bold idea crept into my mind. I knew exactly how to get my revenge. I went to the internet and started doing my research. One name. One man. Dominic Hemenez. My ex-boyfriend's powerful, untouchable, dangerous father. I read his articles, interviews, and business profiles. I bit my lower lip. A man who doesn't forgive weakness. I clicked one of his photos and stared at it. A slow smile formed on my lips. Perfect. "Let's see how long you can stand watching me ruining your lives."

I try to be discreet about it, but fail miserably when my eyes catch sight of the person Kate is talking about. I turn back so quickly, I almost give myself a whiplash. "What the hell, Kate?" I shoot her a glare. She pouts at me, "What? He's hot. I guess he looks a bit older than us, but who cares?" That's not it. How do I say this to her… "That's James' dad." I deadpan. The smile drops from her face. "What? James? Loser ex-boyfriend, James?" Her eyes widen in surprise.

I had always felt pleased with my body but today, it marked an exception and I wondered what was wrong. Knowing what I was planning to do when I visited Devin made my tummy rumble with both excitement and nerves. I couldn't wait to see the joy on his face when I showed him what I planned for him. Devin is the heir to the Crescent moon pack and we have been dating for two years now. He and I had been great friends since our fathers were best friends, and two years later, our friendship turned to a relationship when we realized that we were very much in love with each other.

While Rose sat on the bed, listening to the sounds from the other room, she muttered under her breath, “His dad’s a real badass. He fucks better than Kelly—the older the better.” Kelly stood under the shower, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion swirling inside him. He turned off the water, took a moment to collect himself, then stepped out and stared at his reflection in the mirror. Running his hand through his damp hair, he whispered to himself, “Kelly, you have to get over her. She’s no longer yours. She’s now your dad’s girlfriend. Get that into your head. Just get it into your head.” He repeated the words softly, trying to convince himself that he shouldn’t be angry about Lucy and

"She is the only girl I have ever really liked. Like really liked. The others were just for fun. But Laura. She is different." Dad's jaw tightens. "I know." "How do you know." "I can see it. The way you look at her." I nod. That makes sense. "Dad. Can I ask you something." "Okay." "Were you ever in love. Like really in love. With Mom or someone else." He is quiet for a long time. I think he is not going to answer. "Yes," he says finally. "Once." "What happened." "She left." "Why." He looks at me. His eyes are dark. Sad.

He just pulled a hand from his pocket and checked his watch, a pure display of bored power. "I didn't think you had the invitation to one, Michael. But I suppose you’ve always been good at sneaking into places you don't belong." My heart stopped. Father? The world tilted around me. The man I had loved, the man who had broken me, was the son of the man I had signed a contract to marry. Can life laugh harder in my face? Just then, Adrian’s eyes drifted past Michael and landed on me. His gaze darkened, shifting from ice to something possessive and predatory.

I prattle, everything he said washing over me. This man here now has full ownership of my heart, and I promise never to break his heart as his ex-wife did. He's brutal but a lover regardless. Just knowing he's opened up to me now warms my heart. I love him— my ex-boyfriend's dad. “I'm happy Liam broke up with me,” I say, looking back at him. “If it didn't happen, I wouldn't have known true love. I wouldn't have known what vulnerability is.” He beams, nodding his head. “My son has made many mistakes, but leaving you is the best mistake he's made that I love. What does that tell you, little flame?” He asks smugly.

I wasn’t supposed to be home this summer. College had been my escape—my excuse to avoid the suffocating expectations of being Aria Hale, perfect daughter of perfect businessman Victor Hale. But when Dad insisted I come home for his “important dinner,” I didn’t expect him to walk through the door. Jace Carter. My dad’s friend’s son. The boy who used to steal cookies off our counter and dare me to jump from the treehouse roof. The boy who moved away at seventeen and left behind a trail of rumors—fights, girls, a motorcycle accident that nearly killed him.