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“She’s humble too. Alex, tell her about your dad’s investment thing.” He shrugged. “It's boring. My dad runs a small private equity firm. I’m just trying to graduate without him forcing me into it.” He tilted his head. “Mirabel said you’re an orphan? That’s rough. Sorry, that came out blunt. I’m not good at this.” “It’s fine,” I said with a sigh. “It was a long time ago.” “Still.” His expression softened. “If you ever want to talk about it, or not talk about it, I’m around. We can be friends. Mirabel says you’re the strongest person she knows.”

Brittany “Ohh…yes, right there.” I moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy as I ground my pussy on Andre's face or should I say…Mr DeMarco. As in, my best friend's dad. But in that moment, it doesn't matter who he is…it's how he makes me feel, or so I tell myself. His large hands come up to cage my thighs so I don't move around so much but that only flames the desire burning through my veins.

Elijah. “FUCKKK!!!” I screamed. I bashed my fist into the wall. Bridge was crying. And my dad looked absolutely and utterly heartbroken. Not only did he have her. We put her into the fucking car with him. Not only that. But it was my best friends dad. My brother. This was going to kill Oliver. And my dad. Norman was his best friend and brother. And now we were all fucking screwed. My dad, Oliver’s and Frankie’s dad and Emery’s dad.. before he had died.. had been best friends. Brothers. They did literally everything together. The same way the four of us did growing up.. still do now. And up until this moment .. so did they.

I should remind myself not to cry in the future because my eyes are puffy like a bee stung me. "Did you cry scarlet?" Dad asks me. "Yeah, in the morning" I mumble avoiding his scrutiny, dad knows me too much to know I am lying through my teeth. Call it the institution of a dad but he's the one who always let me confess my sins. There was one time when I fought with my supposed best friend in grade 5, dad was the one who asks me why I was talking little and that I was not acting like myself. Honestly, one of the reasons why I don't like friends is because of her. I thought we are best buddies well after Liam but she proves me wrong when she talks behind my back and starts reading rumours abo

I explained. “ Princess, after what you told me it doesn’t sound like he is just a friend.” dad said. “ Well, he is my best friend. But seriously. I’m probably overthinking everything. You know me. I’m sure he will be back to screwing skanks and partying every night in no time.” I told my dad. Although I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince. “ If you say so.” dad said. I could tell by his voice he doesn’t believe me. If I didn’t know Goof so well, I would believe me either.

"Fuck him....now." I plunge my body down, my ass slapping on his hips as I take all of him. I hear a gasp. My hands are full of the hair on Mr. K's chest as I rise and fall, fucking my best friend's dad while his wife watches. I'm gonna fuck a lot in my life but I'm sure this, right now, will be the one I remember.

Fuck my sissy hole with your fat cock, daddy? What the hell was I thinking? Those ridiculous words poured out of me like I was drunk. I am not going to do that again. Even worse, the guilt of hooking up with my best friend’s dad was starting to hit. Man, I really did it. I allowed FJ’s dad to fuck and breed my ass, in his own house. What kind of friend was I?

"I'll be by your side no matter what happens. Whatever you need, I'm here." I hugged him back, guilt gnawing at my insides for lying. But what was I supposed to say? That his forty year old best friends had fucked me senseless and awakened my dormant wolf? That they claimed I was their mate and I couldn't stop thinking about them and fucked me into my decision? No. That conversation would never ever happen. "Thank you, Dad," I whispered against his shoulder.

I hope she isn't mad at me for running away without telling her first. My eyes lower to my hands that are clenching my jumpsuit and that is when I realize that I am crushing on my best friend's dad and my Alpha. This is horrible but it is something I have no control over whatsoever. I swallow thickly in embarrassment. This is my father's best friend.

I said, “and if that’s the best insult you’ve got, I think you need to go back to the drawing board. I’m worried about you, Ryan. You’re my best friend, and I won’t sit back and watch you blow up your life in slow motion. You’re treating everyone like shit. That’s not you.” “So you think telling me what a piece of shit I am after I ran into my ex and her new boyfriend is the best way to treat your best friend? I thought we could go out, have fun, like old times. But all of a sudden you think you need to be my dad and tell me how to act.” “No. I’m saying if you don’t turn it around, you will be like your dad,” I said. Invoking his dad, who was never the best, would touch a nerve for better or