Novel & Cerita My Best Friend's Dad

I always thought that when my dad died I would fall apart, that I would feel lost, but now here, in front of his grave, I can only feel peace. My dad was my best friend for a long time; he was my rock, and even though I can't see him again, I know he left me with the best memories any father could give his daughter. He gave me all his love, he gave me the foundation for my business, and he gave me everything that no one else could have.

her mom called. "Yeah," she answered, kicking her shoes off and walking through the kitchen to talk to her. She could see her and her dad sitting on the patio, and she was surprised to see her dad's best friend, Mr. Harrison, sitting with them. "Hi, Mr. Harrison," she said. "I didn't know you were here." She was pretty happy to see him. Mr. Harrison was a great guy. He was always so nice to her, and he wasn't bad to look at, either. You couldn't tell he was even close to the same age as her dad, except for the fact that his hair was starting to grey. He was recently single, too, which had triggered a fantasy or two for her in the past as she ignored the fact that he was old enough to be her

"If dad heard you, he'd probably stripe your throat." Williams chuckled. "He wouldn't do such a thing when he's the same god damn thing...why do you think we're bestfriends?" "My father is nothing like you... you're sick, so power hungry that you'd kill your own daughter in order to gain more." "Well if you consider us sick...you'll consider him even sicker one day...but who am I to out my best friend to his son...? Go search for whatever it is that you want, I'll stop holding up your time now."

I was old enough to know better than to fuck a twenty-three-year-old who used to have sleepovers at my house, giggling over pizza in my kitchen. Christ, what kind of man does this? The kind who can still feel her wrapped around his cock. The kind who's already plotting ways to get her alone again. I dragged a hand down my face. Serena's text filled my head. "Best dad ever"? I wanted to punch myself. Some "best dad" I was, sleeping with the girl who'd been my daughter's closest friend. I should delete her number, reassign her to a different project, different floor, different building if possible, put as much distance between us as I could before this blew up in both our faces.

My paternal instincts flare—I want to comfort my little girl and strangle the bastard who hurt her best friend and made her cry. “I didn’t want anyone to know, G—not because you weren’t a good friend; you were the best. I just wanted my time with you to be free of that. You were my escape, and I’m glad I had that. Now stop crying—you know how your father gets. He’ll want to shoot whoever made you cry.” Gianna laughs. “Dad won’t shoot you. He loves you.” I clench my jaw. *You don’t know how right you are, baby girl. Will you forgive me when you learn I fell in love with your best friend?*

“Almost. But for now, have your dinner. Skip it, and he might just reconsider those three months.” She was right. If I had any hope of keeping this trip secure, I couldn’t risk Dad’s mood swinging the other way. “Yes, baby. Eat up,” Jacob murmured with a smirk. “Your dad’s unpredictable like that. If that piece of shi—” I shot him a pointed glare, and he stopped short, looking guilty but amused. “Piece of what, Jacob?” “It was just a slip of the tongue,” he chuckled, flashing me an innocent smile. “Really, he’s the sweetest man on earth. Why else would he be my best friend?”

he said. "I will walk you out, Tristan," my dad said, and then they both left the kitchen. My shoulders sagged with defeat and I leaned back against the chair. What the f^ck just happened? He changed in a split second all because of my age. What was I even thinking about writing a silly essay about him? Now I know that I can never have him because he is my best friend's father and he is my dad's friend. He is simply not interested in a young woman such as me. It is time that I stayed the hell away from him too, if that will make me forget about this incident.

, I love his confidence but this will only get him killed. “Taet and Taitam can help”, I furrow my eyebrow because I haven’t heard those names before. “They are my cousins. My dad’s brothers kids. They are Taet, Taitam and Veda. His dad was best friends with your dad”, he explains. “Which of my dad?”, I ask. “You know who?”, His voice is low and my blood boils in anger. He is my dad’s best friend yet I heard nothing from him. He is just resurfacing. The audacity.

The only reason I used to hang out with those guys was because we walked in the same circles and they all belonged to families my parents were friends with. And Considering the fact that I’m also the major force behind sending my dad to prison, that might be another reason for them to stay away from me. No family wants their kids to hang out with someone who sends their father to jail. Which is the biggest joke ever because all my friends have done far worse things to humiliate their parents. One of them even slept with his stepmom and stepsister behind his dad’s back. And he probably still does because most dads—I’m sorry to say this—are kind of dumb when it comes to family.

"Please, Mum, help me explain that I've accepted his offer. You've already told me he's not the reason why you don't want to look for my dad. Please, help me." "Okay, I'll get back to you later and let you know his reaction." "Okay, Mum. I missed you." "I missed you too, my darling. But your friend Ava has been taking up most of your time." I laughed at her comment, only if she had known that it was my best friend's dad that was taking my precious. ************ Author's pov