Falling For My Bestie's Son Novels & Stories

“I can't let you mess up your future. If the second exam turns out badly, I'm sorry, but you'll have to go to the convent.” Her tone is final. Her fingers are shaky as she inserts the key in the hole and tries to start the car. After five failed attempts, the engine comes to life. My harsh reality is that this shitty car has more chances than me. I lean back and sob silently. We’re going to dinner at Enzo Macini’s home, my bestie’s dad, and the hottest Italian in the hood. He was my crush even before I was legal. The only reason I’m best friends with his nerdy daughter who studies while I binge on raw adult videos. Volunteers in community services while I service my slutty pussy every damn n

“I already told my baby bear that our honeymoon’s in Italy. That way I get you and pasta.” I laughed, burying my face in her shoulder. “I told my dad to give you a mansion,” I whispered. “Come whenever. It’s yours. Consider it your second home.” Even as I boarded the plane, I could still see Lila waving from the window. Tears streaming down her face. Just as I sat down in my seat, my phone buzzed. Kael. His name on the screen nearly stopped my heart. I hesitated for only a second then I pressed decline.

I remember my mum, my dad, the few people I talk to in school. My heart hardened considerably. I have been lied to. By everyone. Brianna literally just said I fell down the stairs. Tyler stood in front of me yet couldn't tell me he was my best friend. Brian being gay, Brianna being whatever she is, I realize that I've been deceived. What's the deal with being her Betrothed? I have no idea where she came up with such a stupid excuse for a story, but it was not well thought out. Not in the least.

She was done with her date, she held a flower bouquet, and she was still all smiles. Realization dawned onto me instantly. I just fucked my best friend dad. “Hey sis!” She hit my arm. I forced a tight smile. “How was it?” I asked. “It was so good!” She was elated. “I think I like him. We kissed.” She whispered the last part in my ears. They kissed. But I fucked her father while she was away. I was such a bad friend. “Hmmn… Tell me more about it while we head home,” I replied casually.

"Having been a young lad then, I was dressed in shorts that came barely to my knees, and I was in a polo shirt, green I believe. Your uncle and I had just finished eating our lobsters and having gotten our fill, we had just left the restaurant when I decided I wanted to go walk by the docks, to which Thomson agreed. Well, I'll say it now, I fell into the water. I must've got caught on a fishing net, or maybe the lobster was starting to pull me under a sleepy stupor, but one second I was dry, the next I wasn't. Thomson being the good brother he is, pulled me out. But when he did, I heard the most delightful laugh I ever heard. "Looking around I saw the source of it. That was when I saw your m

I pulled my hands away, rubbing my temples as the stress crashed back into my chest. "Because it’s a total mess, Sophia," I whispered frantically. "I don't know what to say to Emily. She is my best friend. How do I even begin to tell her that I'm sleeping with her father? And that's not even the worst part." Sophia frowned, her smile fading into concern. "What do you mean?"

A framed photo of him and Lily smiled at her from the bookshelf, father and daughter, their relationship uncomplicated by the poison of Emma's feelings. *What kind of person falls in love with her best friend's father?* The answer came swift and brutal: *The worst kind.* Emma ran for miles that afternoon, pushing herself until her lungs burned and her legs trembled. But no matter how far she went, no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't outrun the truth. She was falling for Marcus Blake. Her best friend's father. And judging by the look in his eyes that morning, by the careful way he avoided touching her, by the message burning on her phone, he was in love with her too.

“You forget who you’re talking to, babe. I’m always ten steps ahead of you. But I have to admit, I didn’t see this call coming.” “Then tell me,” she demanded. “Who the hell did it?” He made a loud crunching noise and then spoke casually, “Jace Bellamy. Your friend’s charming ex-husband.” “What?” She gasped, gripping the phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. “At least say thank you.” Jon Meyers teased. “I practically gave you free gold.” “Go to hell,” she snapped and hung up. Tessa stood frozen, her chest pounding. She’d only swallowed her pride to call Jon Meyers because no one else would give her answers this fast. She hated relying on him, but he was a street dog who always knew what

His voice cracked on the last word. I sat very still, throat tight. A thirteen-year-old boy saying his life was already ruined. It broke something inside me. I wanted to pull him into my arms and promise I'd fix everything, but my own heart was still a mess-my father who threw me away, a mother I'd never known, the fear of what Mateo's parents really thought about me marrying their son. I stood up slowly and tapped my cheeks, forcing a bright smile. "Your dad promised us a tour around the estate today. I was thinking... maybe we do karaoke after? Something fun and ridiculous. What do you think?"

At first, she dismisses them as a joke, but when those around her start getting hurt, she realizes the danger is all too real. ——————— Brian and Ava are back with another season of "Falling For My Dad's Best Friend" I hope you are just as excited as I am. Drop a thumbs up if you agree. Thanks for being here.