Romans & histoires Forbidden Love My Daddy's Best Friend Novel

loving him truly. If she told him the truth, if she admitted that she was no longer following his script but following her heart, he wouldn’t forgive her. He wouldn’t hesitate to punish her like he did to people who defied him. So she pressed her lips together, not daring to say a word. Bryan smirked in satisfaction, “ That’s my girl. Don’t lose sight of the bigger picture or act rashly, okay? ” Amelia clenched her hands into fists at her sides. She wanted to scream, to demand why her father hated Ryan so much. She had no idea why he pretended like they were best of friends. Now, she wanted to ask her father if he killed Stella but she was scared. Then she summoned courage. “ Dad? ” she whi

Recognition came slowly, then all at once. Christiana blinked water from her eyes and stared at him. The sharp jaw. The dark eyes that had always seemed to see too much. Julian Frost. Her father's best friend. The man who used to visit their house when she was younger, who would sit in the study with her father for hours discussing business she did not understand. The man she had stupidly, hopelessly crushed on when she was sixteen. Her stomach twisted. Of all the people to appear now, it had to be him.

I had felt the worst hurt that day, even if I was only thirteen. He was my father’s best friend and had relocated to California to set up another branch of his IT company during summer, and I hadn’t seen him ever since then, I couldn’t tell anyone, but my heart broke every single day he didn’t show up at our front door. I had made up my mind to relocate to California for college once I graduated high school, just to be close to him again, and the mere sight of him right now melted my heart. It was odd to crush on my father’s best friend, he was much older than I am, but I have loved him ever since I was thirteen. The first day he came to visit he stood out, and no one, absolute no one has ev

We went our separate ways after that incident without any contacts shared. It was really hard for me to live knowing that l will never meet him again. My best friend Edina introduced me to her brother Eric six months ago. The guy confessed his love for me. I accepted him hoping that l will forget the man in my mind. But it never happened. That man kept on tormenting me. Last summer Edina suggested that l should spent it in her home to which l agreed. That's when it hit me hard that the man is my best friend and boyfriend's dad. I decided to end my relationship with Eric because l couldn't control myself anymore. I was so madly in love with the man after seeing him again. I thought since me a

The way his tongue licked every juice, and for his d*ck made more juice pump out. It was everything I’d dreamed of and more. Every night, I had gone to bed, desiring him. But beneath the euphoria, a nagging thought lingered. Arlene. My best friend. She’d be furious if she finds out. Hell, she might never forgive me. She’d never understand how much I was in love with her dad, and how badly I wanted him. To her, it was betrayal but for me, it was a dream come true. I bit my lip and shook my head. I’ll deal with that later. Right now, all I cared about was how good Jackson made me feel and how deeply I’d fallen for him.

I knew when my father transferred her from my room to his, I had advised him to give her some space but he didn’t listen, he claimed his wolf would be on edge and might take over. My father and she began to exchange words back and forth and I tried so much to stay out of it. They are mates, they will sort it out between each other. I took out my phone and started texting my mate. I miss him. Seeing my best friend after a long period of time has made me neglect him. I noticed they were gone and I kept on chatting. We promised to see each other the next day after school and I smiled, my throat was feeling dry and I decided to go get myself some juice, but when I walked into the kitchen, I saw

Something that had been watching Damien Wolfe for four years and knew the texture of his choices. He had kissed me in a hallway. Had driven through the night to reach me. Had stood on a road and said I’m going to tell you everything with a face that had nothing hidden in it. That wasn’t the face of a man who had already decided to sell me. But Gregory was his father’s best friend. Gregory was alive. Gregory had Marcus’s life in a phone call and a prepared injection. And Damien loved his son. I didn’t know what to believe. So I made a decision.

"Dad, I have to go to work. You can’t expect me to stay locked in here for the rest of my life." His jaw tightens. "I should have done it a long time ago. If I had, you wouldn’t have brought disgrace to this family." The word disgrace slams into me like a slap. I laugh, but it’s hollow, bitter. "What disgrace? “You think this is funny?” “No, but I don’t know why loving someone is a disgrace now?” His nostrils flare. "It wasn’t just anyone, Astrid!" His voice rises. "It was Jordan! My fucking best friend!"

“It’s true. I’m pregnant. And… I love him, Dad. I love Alex. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, but it did. I’m so sorry.” The silence that followed was deafening. Dad stared at me, his face cycling through shock, pain, disappointment, and raw betrayal. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. When he finally spoke, his voice was trembling with barely controlled anger. “You love him?” he repeated, the words dripping with disbelief. “My best friend? The man I trusted like a brother? You let him touch you? You let him get you pregnant while you were working under my roof, under my watch?”