In Love With Dad's Best Friend Novels & Stories

“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?”

Not to her. Emily reached across the desk, her smaller hand resting over my knuckles, squeezing them gently. "I was terrified of losing you, Dad. With Victoria coming back and then finding out my best friend was in love with my father... I felt like my world was spinning out of control. But this past month... you've shown me every single day that I am still your priority. You stayed home, you listened to me, you protected me. I know I am your daughter, and I know nothing changes that."

“I can't slow down, Dad. She's been with him. She's with him. She's actually been fucking him. I thought she was angry with me. I thought maybe she just needed space. I kept waiting for her to come back but she wasn't waiting for me.” My father didn't interrupt, and that somehow made it worse. “I love her,” I whispered. “I still love her, Dad. I know I shouldn't, but I do.” “You don't have to apologize for loving someone.” I squeezed my eyes shut, and then continued. “Sarah showed me the photographs.” “Sarah?” “Yes.” “Who is Sarah?” “Her former best friend.” “How did she get them?” “She took them herself.” Another pause and he asked me. “How many?”

I've missed my best friend terribly, and I can only hope she won't be too angry with me for leaving without a word. As my thoughts drift back to Alpha Alexander, I can't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. Crushing on my best friend's father and my Alpha feels like a betrayal of the highest order. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of embarrassment settle heavily upon me. This is my father's best friend, after all.

“Sorry? That’s what you’re going with? Who the fuck are you, Eli?” I didn't even know he was into men. Had i been a fool all these while? I took another step back, anger burning my eyes. “You could’ve slept with anyone in the damn world, Eli. Anyone. But no—you had to fuck my Dad! Jeez!” He flinched. Again. But I didn't bloody care. I was too repulsed to say the least. Goddess knows what they'd been doing the whole time I was away. I turned my glare on Dad. “And you—you couldn’t find someone your own age? Someone other than my BEST FUCKING FRIEND? How could you do this to me?”

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.

I said about walking past him but he held my hand stopping me. He pulled me back towards the terrace as he locked the doors. He let go of my hand, he paced a bit before turning to face me. His face held such seriousness that it had me wondering what had gotten him so railed up. “Dad…” “You slept with Helen?” Dad shut at me not once thinking about how I would feel with such a sentence coming from him. I swallowed, “Dad, it wasn't exactly like that….” “Then tell me how!” Father said loudly, before sighing as he reduced his voice, “Helen is your fucking best friend, she's family!”

The kind we had fought to earn the right to care about. Through the open door I watched Kael work the sticky pump with the same focus he gave war maps. The bond sat quiet and deep between us, no alarm, no court performance, only the low awareness of him existing in my father’s yard without either of them bleeding for it. “He’s still the man who took you from this house,” Father said behind me, voice low. “He’s also the man who stands beside me in the one I built.” I did not turn. “I don’t need you to love that. I need you to keep writing about fences.”

I'm sure your father won't be pleased with that idea, he would rather I kiss him instead and lest I forget, he has such fantastic lips, I can't wait to have a taste of it again. She replied immediately. My amusement grows. Lydia: Liar, my dad can't fuck someone like you, especially when he knows you used to be my friend. I almost laugh, almost, instead, I start typing fast. Me: Ouch. Such a daddy’s girl, too bad you are about to be disappointed. Lydia: What the hell do you mean by that? I don't bother to reply, I locate the video and add a little text. *Private meeting with my best friend's father* then I send it to her.

Despite the public knowing about Lenora, I doubted Anthony knew, so this was news to him. "My dad fell in love with my best friend," I said, and he almost fell off his chair. "That's... Wow, I didn't see that coming. I guess your best friend is a human." "Yes, but she left the pack this week. And my dad hasn't been the same. She's his second chance mate. And he's still madly in love with her. I don't know what to do."