Falling For My Ex's Dad Novels & Stories

“What are you saying?” Daisy felt a nervous flutter in her stomach, but she pushed through it. “I apologize if this is too direct, Mr. Ferrari,” she said, trying to soften the blow. “I didn’t want to prolong our conversation further without addressing this. This is the only reason why I agreed to meet with you. When I learned about your relationship with my mother, a thought crossed my mind. A very big thought. What if… what if you were my father? My real father?”

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.

A woman with hollow eyes looking out of a window. Mrs. Smith pressed a hand to her mouth, her eyes filled with unshed tears. "I think he’s lonely,” I said carefully. "Have you considered a therapist? Or maybe just spending more time with him?" She let out a shaky breath. "I try... but it’s been hard." Her voice broke. "His father... passed away last year. A car accident. He was the one who always took him to art classes, and spent weekends painting with him. They were inseparable." She wiped a tear from her cheek. "Since then, he barely speaks. He doesn’t smile. But whenever he talks about coming to this class, his face lights up."

“You did not just ask me that. What do you mean what was it like? Have you forgotten?” Megan shrugged. “Forgotten what?” “He's my fucking step-father, Megan! Jesus!” Megan's eyes widened. I think she was starting to get the message. “Holy crap. I had…oh my God. It didn't cross my mind. I'm sorry girl.” I waved my hands in frustration. “Of course it didn't cross your mind. You're a natural pervert.” Megan was laughing. “But there could be—” I shook my head vigorously. “There will be nothing, Megan. Do you know how serious this is? My ex turned out to be my step-father and I caught him begging for me while he shook himself to ecstasy. I can't get it out of my head.”

He'd never been particularly interested in my dating life before. "What?" he said, feigning innocence. "A girl can't be curious about her daughter's love life?" "Well, it's not exactly… love-life material right now," I mumbled, avoiding his gaze. "It's complicated." "Complicated, huh?" Dad repeated, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Tell me about it." Hesitantly, I launched into a condensed version of the Eddie situation – his ex-wife returning, my confusion and hurt feelings. Dad listened patiently, his expression thoughtful as I spoke.

Hope flashed in Dad's eyes, but before he could hopefully, I said, “Dad, let's leave Hawk alone. His job is to protect me and Liam and not to be my husband. I also don't have any plans of taking another husband. Yet.” The happiness was wiped away from his eyes. “If that's the case…how about your ex-husband?” he offered with a hopeful look. “What? Why are you dragging Calcifer's name now?” And speaking of that man, Dad might have jumped with joy when he found out that my ex-husband and I talked earlier while claiming he wanted me back. As if. How dare he treat me like a fool? He crossed his legs while asking the maid for a glass of water which the maid gladly obliged. In a matter of seconds,

Our company was still important. “Alright, Dad,” He murmured before hanging up. A heavy sigh crossed my lips. Andrea wouldn't accept right? She isn't that easy. I contemplated while I patiently waited. An hour later, after I finished speaking to my personal assistant. He was representing and covering my schedules, if there was a need for me to be in California, I would board a flight right away. My Phone rang that minute, seeing it was Fred, I picked up. “Dad, she accepted! She agreed to come back to me!” He declared enthusiastically and my expression turned dark.

I trailed off, biting my lip. “And, well... what?” she pressed. “I think I’m falling for him,” I admitted softly, my voice barely above a whisper. Meera’s eyes widened, and for once, she was speechless. “I know it’s crazy,” I continued, rushing to fill the silence. “He’s my boss and my ex. After everything that happened between us back then... and now? It’s a mess. This whole thing is completely unprofessional. But I can’t stop thinking about him. And after... after the other night, I don’t know what to do.”

But he remained stoic, not bothering to listen to me anymore. “I’m so sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to hurt you... I was wrong... You’re right, Dad. Maybe I’m just doing this for my own good. Because I want to. Maybe I’m just using you as an excuse... I’m sorry.” He look at me, trying to remain calm before his expression finally gave in. He touch my shoulder, looking at me with pity in his eyes. “What would I do, Dad? I’ve fallen in love with the man who gave me this deal... I already love him... And I don’t know why to do anymore if ever that this situation ends... I can’t bear to lose him,” I cried.

It's soaking wet that I'm really Dad. "Dad, he went back to his first love, his ex-girlfriend." I bowed because I didn’t want to show that I was failing. “I have no hope for Caleb. I lost because it was his first love, eh. What am I compared to the first woman he liked and loved?”