In Love With Dad's Best Friend Novels & Stories

I love the idiot. My dad told Trevor that I am no longer interested in getting married to his son and he stopped picking his calls. I tried to let go of my plans to get him in every possible means but the thought of seeing him someday with some woman made me pick up the interest of getting him no matter what. Father wouldn't understand. No one will understand how much I love him. Aidan is everything that I want and need in a man.

I wasn’t sure if he was overwhelmed with love at his parents’ story or sadness for everything that could have been. “You remind me so much of him,” my dad says and his voice breaks making my own throat clench. “I know you don’t…. have many memories of him and I know it’s been an emotional day so I don’t want to add on but I- your dad was my best friend. From the time we were kids. We found our mates together, we built our families together, we built this pack together. Next to my mate your dad was the hardest person for me to lose. It’s equally heartbreaking and heart filling to be with you now. It still feels unreal.”

“Then what the hell gives you the right to judge me, you hypocritical asshole? I did what I did out of loyalty because I actually love my father, and I would gladly burn the world down for him. But what about you, Ava?” She snaps her gaze back to mine, her eyes boring into me. “How much do you love your precious dad? A whole lot, right? You must absolutely adore him, considering you happily opened your legs and got ready to whore yourself out to a man more than double your age. No questions asked. You didn’t even give a single shit about your dead best friend—for God’s sake! And you tell me I have no right to judge you? Try saying that a little louder next time. Maybe you’ll finally hear the

I ignored her words, grinning nervously, wanting to know why this bloody hot man was here. "He's Ignatio Sandro, my friend" Dad spoke up. The Ignatio Sandro I've always heard about was my Dad's best friend. If this man sitting in front of me is Ignatio, then I gave my Dad's best friend a blowjob!! The realization hit me than any other thing could, making my eyes widen as I stare at his goddamn handsome face. My gaze fell to his trousers, his cock tucked neatly into them. Sinful thoughts filled my head and I can't seem to shake them off even when I knew how wrong things were getting.

Tears streak my face, clouding my vision as Emma’s face starts to bring a smile back to it. “Emma, I’m so sorry.” I wipe under my eyes, knowing my makeup is going to be an absolute mess after this. “But I didn’t know how to tell you. It truly wasn’t planned, and I never, ever expected your dad to be at that initial event. I should have told you, even if I thought I’d lose you. But, how do I tell my best friend that I’m with her dad? It’s not like it would have been easy to tell you that I’m in love with him.”

“And I won’t let her ever treat you like that. You shouldn’t have let her in, there is a reason why I tried to keep you away from her all this time.” Natasha nods and sighs. “I know dad, I know. Sorry, I thought she changed.” “She doesn’t know how to be something else. You are the only good thing she ever made.” She smiles and jumps to hug him tightly. “I love you dad.” “I love you too sweetheart,” he says and closes his eyes. The situation itself causing me to smile and feel warmth from the tender moment shared. "Lexie has been nothing but a loyal friend to me, and she doesn't deserve this either," Natasha adds fiercely, her gaze never leaving her father's face.

He rests his chin on my head. “The last thing I want is for us to be split up and not be best friends, Harper. I love you like my bestie and I couldn’t stand it if we fell out over this. Fuck, I don’t want to fall out with my dad either. I’m just shocked and hurt is all.”

I teased as I collected my cup of icecream from the seller. “You never told me your dad’s bestfriend was that hot,” Jenny said teasingly. “Eww, I don’t see Antonio that way,” I said with a straight face. “It didn’t seem like it. I saw the way you looked at him. You looked like you were in love with him,” Jenny continued. “Well no! I’m not in love with him so can we just finish up our icecream?” I asked as I put a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.

Tonight, I wrote: Dear Little One, Your mom is the most incredible person I’ve ever met. She’s strong, smart, and so full of love. You’re going to have the best life, and I can’t wait to meet you. I promise to protect you, to guide you, and to always be there for you, no matter what. Love, Dad I closed the laptop, a sense of peace washing over me. Life was far from perfect, but with Bridgette by my side, it felt like everything was exactly as it should be.

my voice came out nervously, and I prayed she wouldn't notice the lies in my voice. "Come on, Scarlett. Don't make it look like a big deal. If my dad had such a hot man as a friend, I wouldn't mind going over to stay with him for some time whenever my parents travel..." she paused and rolled her eyes before she continued. "Sadly, my dad gathered a bunch of obesed men for friends. The sight of them even makes my skin crawl. Gosh!" I burst into laughter. "It's not funny, girl. Sometimes I wonder why my dad would be friends with such people. It's sad," she rubbed her temple, and I laughed.