My Best Friends Dad Novels & Stories

I don’t think I can. “I thought so." “So tell me about this man. Who is he? Is he someone I know?” “No, you don’t know him.” But of course, he knows him. A lot of people know him. Jordan is very popular and his company is popular too. Besides, Brandon saw him at the party a few weeks ago and he couldn’t stop talking about Jordan and his work. But I’m a coward, okay? I don’t want him to judge me for being so hopelessly and stupidly into an older man and not just any older man, but my dad’s best friend.

“Why would you,why him?” I swallowed hard . “He’s older,” I said, voice shaking. “He’s your dad. My best friend’s dad.” Every word felt like a weight pressing down on my chest. “I would never hurt you like that,” I said, and that part was true. “Never. You have to trust me.” She hesitated. That pause nearly destroyed me. “I don’t know what to believe,” she cried. I reached for her before she could pull away, wrapping my arms around her, holding her the way I always had,like I could keep the world from touching her if I just held on tight enough.

I instantly pulled away from the duvet as I turned the volume of the tv louder . “He choose me and he always does , I am not going to feel guilty because I’m with the man that I love , if you are not comfortable with any of this , then you can as well go kill yourske , because I do not care “ When she finished talking , my father had that proud look on his face . I have never seen him look this proud ever and it just makes me think that he was standing beside my best friend and ripping my heart apart . I hated him , I hated him with everything that I had left in me , why did he have to do this , just why .

"Oh, what a shame. But don't worry, darling. I'll make sure the company is well taken care of when you inevitably screw up." "Shut up, Victoria," I snapped, my hands shaking against the table. I turned back to the lawyer. "Who is it? Who did my dad pick? Let me guess, one of his old, retired golf buddies who I can easily pay off?" Robert shook his head slowly. "No. Your father chose someone who cannot be bought. Someone who already holds a massive stake in the market and has the power to manage Beaumont Enterprises if you fail." "Just give me a name, Robert."

“It’s not every day the CEO of one of the richest companies in the world comes dashing in to kick his manager in the face for his employee. You can be frank with us. Is he an uncle, godfather… lover?” She raised her eyebrow and smiled mischievously. My gut churned and I could feel my waning. This was not good. “He is none of those things. He is just my best friend’s father. That’s all.” The table was silent as if they were all weighing my answer. That was partly the truth. Fuck! I was breaking a sweat. “That cuts out,” Gina said with a shrug. “He is super protective over Bridget. I wouldn’t be surprised that he would treat her friend the same way. He is definitely a girl-dad.”

, I confessed. “Why would you, dad, if you knew she was your mate,” she cried out. “She was just your best friend, both of you are of the same age. I panicked” “That is not an excuse dad, I know how Mate pulls works, you hurt her dad” she scolded. “I know and I am ready to make it up to her” I admitted. “Better, I can’t believe I lost my best friend all because of you” she exclaimed. “I am never letting her out of my sight again” I said.

He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit that reflected his personality, making him stand out amidst the crowds. You see, Ivor and my dad have been friends since I can remember. They met in high school because my dad took some classes with him and they started hanging out. Their friendship went on to the university as they decided to attend the university even though my dad majored in architecture and Ivor went on to major in business administration. Ivor doesn't talk about his family that much and for all I know, he was orphaned at the age of six. As if he senses me because his eyes shoot up from his conversation with a business partner, I think. His eyes gaze at mine with so much inten