Falling For My Ex's Dad Novels & Stories

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Dating My Ex-Boyfriend’s Father . Chapter 13: once a cheater, always a cheater . *JOSHUA ROSWELL* They’d moved to a private table, the number of drinks they’d consumed increasing as the night went on. “Listen,” Joshua found himself leaning across the table as he tried to explain. “You don’t know Addison. I don’t know why she’s with my Dad but let’s face it, she probably just wants his money.” “Why did she dump you then? Don’t you have the money that you implied that she wants too ?.” Rylie, the girl who was dancing with him earlier replied, the smile on her face growing wider at Joshua’s indignation.

Her hand was resting lightly on the curve of her stomach, where the true, biological heir to the Hartley monopoly was growing. Walking securely at her side was my father, his massive, broad-shouldered frame radiating a deep, protective alpha dominance as his large hand closed possessively around her waist. "No..." I gasped out, a raw, ragged sob tearing from my throat as I dropped the electronic slate onto the stone floor, the glass screen cracking into a web of fractals. "No, this can't be happening... Father, please..." I fell to my knees against the iron bars, my fingers clawing desperately at the cold metal as tears of pure humiliation rolled down my cheeks.

I gasped. I was… I did. Frantically, I grabbed my phone again and opened it with trembling hands. I went straight to the recording app. I let out a deep breath the moment I saw a new audio file saved. I hit play. "Oh… Tito Damien… Damien! Faster! Please! Daddy!" My jaw dropped. The phone slipped from my fingers. “Fuck! Mica!” I cursed at myself. I slept with him. With my ex-boyfriend’s father. It was real. I thought maybe it was just a dream.

He said, then stood up from the floor and packed his things and went up to his room. I sat there looking and feeling like a fool. I had finally slept with my dream crush but how will it even feel good if it was a mistake to him. I stood up from the floor and grabbed my clothes when my phone began to ring. I picked up my phone from the sofa to see that it was a call from my father. “What’s up dad?” “Honey! How’s everything going?” He asked with excitement. “Everything is going great daddy,” I replied, trying to mask my sadness.

I tightened my grip on my wine glass. “Are you afraid? Afraid of losing Audrey?” he asked. I looked at him, then at the distance. “I know where I stand, Dad. I know what I have to do…” He studied me sharply before speaking again, his eyes narrowing. “I’m sorry.” I turned to him, slightly surprised. “I never expected you to fall for the woman your brother loved most,” he said. “Even I, myself, quickly fell for Audrey. Tsk.” He smiled faintly, shaking his head.

And there I was, without the first clue what it was all about. I must be the worst daughter in the world, because as I fix a pot of coffee, I don't know whether I want this to all be in his head or not. It’s sad but true. It might be better to think Dad is losing his grip on reality, for at least then it wouldn't mean I’ve betrayed him, my mother, and myself by falling for Gianni. How could I be so selfish? Stupid? To think I was falling for the man who ripped my entire life to pieces.

My girlfriend, Eleanor Reed, tells me that her ex's father and grandfather have sadly passed away, so out of concern for her ex's mental health, she wants to be there for him. Meanwhile, her father, who's still bedridden at the hospital, becomes my responsibility. She tells me to take this opportunity to get on his good side so that I can win his approval sooner. After hearing that, I find myself admiring her relationship with her ex. Therefore, I decide to be her ex as well.

“I can smell you getting wetter and wetter. Or are you saying it’s for my son?” I wanted to be a brat so badly and tell him no. The way he spoke to me… I just wanted him to spin me around and shove his shaft inside of me. “And what if it was?” I challenged back. He just smacked his teeth at me. “This isn’t right. You shouldn’t feel such things towards me. I am old enough to be your father. Hell, I watched you grow up.” His words stopped whatever inappropriate thoughts I had of him. He was right. This was wrong. I shouldn’t be attracted to my ex-boyfriend’s dad, a man who watched me grow up. It was gross—

“She needs you alive.” Her jaw tightened. “Just one hour. I’ll check critical emails.” “No.” “I’m not a child.” “And I’m not your keeper.” He stepped closer, voice low but steady. “I’m our daughter’s father. And she needs you breathing more than WolfeTech needs you strategizing.” The words landed heavier than a shout. Alex pushed herself upright, ignoring the swirl in her vision. Her fists tightened in the sheets. “I built that company.” “And I’m trying to keep you alive long enough to see our daughter.”