Falling For My Ex's Dad Novels & Stories

“Son.” Holy cow! Is this what cardiac arrest feels like? I stared at them both, frozen. My lungs shut down. My body wouldn’t move. My ex. His son. My client…unarguably the most possessive man in the world, the one I might just be falling for, turns out to be my ex’s father?!

“And if we are going to do something right….. then one of us will have to let go.” I shifted, trying to digest her words, feeling the weight of them press against my chest. I was about to try another way to convince her, maybe a softer approach this time, something that wouldn’t trigger her temper. Then it happened. The doors at the end of the hall swung open. The whispers died instantly. And there he was……my father. Richard Stroke. The very man I never wished to see again in my entire life. My chest tightened, my stomach churned, and for a moment, I felt frozen in place. Every memory I had tried to bury came rushing back

“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.

"I will confront him. I will get more proof. Help the prosecutor bury him. Just do not do this to us." "Us is dead," I screamed. My voice raw. "It died when I heard that tape. When I realized the man I was falling for carries that blood." He grabbed my shoulders. Held tight. "Falling for? You said was. Past tense. Do not give up on me Kade. Please." I shoved his hands off. "Give up? Your father gave the order. Paid for it. And you expect me to keep touching you? Kissing you? After that?"

Vivian Cross is devastated when she attends a wedding, only to discover that the groom is her boyfriend of almost two years. Heartbroken, she gets wasted at a bar where she meets Asher Hastings. After spending the night with him, she slips out of the hotel room in panic before dawn. Her attempts to forget about that night fails when chance encounters bring them together until she finds out that the stranger is actually the owner of the restaurant where she waits tables. Asher Hastings knows that Vivian is his brother's ex yet he proposes a contract relationship with her because he's in need of a fake fiancee. Spitting his brother is just a bonus. In desperate need of money, Vivian

He held my gaze, his eyes almost brimming with tears. “Jay —” “You fucked up really bad,” Dad said, interrupting me before I could say anything. “Don't listen to him, Matt. You don't have to forgive him if you don't want to. He needs to learn his lessons.” “Dad —” Dad held up his palm… “Have you sorted the issue with your ex?” Jay nodded. “I gave him the money this afternoon.” “And?” “Well…” He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “I told him that would be all.”

Maybe I was only attracted to Mike and confused it by love, but for Lucas I know it's beyond different. My heart was beating like crazy when I am with him, like I know him for years even though we just met by an accident. For me it was like meeting him was inevitable but staying with him was my choice. I don't know how I will fall for him after the things happen with my ex, I thought that I would never fall in love again. My mom always told me that I was only attracted to Mike and thinking about it now I realize that she was right I don't love him, like the way I love the person in front of me. My mom was right, love moves in mysterious ways. I was startled when my phone rings, I can see tha

“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.