My Best Friends Father Novels & Stories

Nicdao, my best friend is the only person whom I considered my brother, my family. When we both passed the bar exam and called attorney. Mr. Jones, the son of my dad's best friend, he is the son of my Godfather. He came into our lives and became our best friend too. Finally, I had second brother and treated him like my own brother, he said with joy.

He had seen it all. Colins Marino has been my close friend for years, ever since we were little boys training with our toy guys. His father was the right-hand man to my father back when he was King. I wouldn’t really call him a best friend as we were past that, he was more like a close friend to me, a brother. A brother who seen my dark side and accepted it, and likewise I did for him. And like I and his relationship, his father was also my father’s close friend and right-hand man, and just like the best hand man he is, he caught me slacking off.

“My mother just liked the name.” My mother was actually Hispanic but I didn’t feel like I had to indulge in my life history. I am drunk but not loose mouthed. “Oh,” she rolls her tongue in her mouth. I curse lowly, averting my gaze immediately my thoughts start going haywire. I should get off my ass and get out of here.

Father asked walking out of the room, an indication for me to follow him. By best friend, I knew he was referring to Massimo; that was the only person he referred to as my best friend. "We're not best friends, not anymore," I replied, the hate noticeable in my voice. "I'm worried I've made both of you enemies for a long time," father remarked with hands behind his back. "It's not that, I know you're simply trying to protect me. Massimo is evil." "You know Massimo's father was my only friend growing up, he was all I had."

At first, I despised him because I thought he practically sent me off to combat school to die. “My father was a wonderful man. Pure-hearted, true, strong, powerful. My father was the best. We didn't start off well but whsne I realized that he had my best interest at heart, we became best friends. He'd always come from my shows and public trainings. Always leave a note in my pocket when I wasn't looking.”

I didn't even get the chance to say goodbye to the girls; they would be devastated when they wake up without me beside them. This can't be happening. "We're going to Paris, Sarah. You'll be safe there. We're better off without him." My father's voice cut through my thoughts. His words felt like acid in my throat. I turned to him, my face twisted in a mix of anger and desperation. "Safe from what, Father?" I demanded. My father's expression remained unyielding. "From Xavier. From his influence on you." I felt a surge of indignation. "You don't even know him," I spat. "And you claim he is your best friend."

Because of that, my father has been Benny's closest friend until now and has never changed. I could see that my father looked happy when he told me a part of his youth. From his story, I knew enough to know that he meant it in their long-standing friendship, and I felt unsure about passing on what Richard had said. I was also suspicious of my fiancé's father, who might not have fully shown himself; after all, my son never lied, nor did he just say things about himself, but I also couldn't help but consider the friendship between the two successful businessmen who had made a name for themselves overseas.

Val " Winston is your father's best friend and businesses partner why can't you compromise' just this once said my mother looking at me Mother.. I groaned dramatically shutting my eyes I'll take that as a yes she said with a big smile on her face" Please take us to his table said my father to the waitress" I cursed under my breath as we approached his table" just as I had expected it was crowded" several wealthy people were already sitting there discussing business, politics, weather etc" Winston was a people person fond of socializing that's why he and my father were best friends they were practically the same" and not to mention his oldest son William was also my best friend but he moved t

“I don’t want to be here anymore.” “I did too. I want to hear about your childhood, Astrid. Your college days and your first date even though your dad already told me that part. I want to hear it from you.” I laughed, "Don’t pretend you care about me, Sir.” “You’re wrong about that. Your father is my best friend and I’ve been informed that I’m your godfather. So, I do care about you and I want you to believe that.” I bring my eyes to his.

He yelled at me before dumping me on the nearest chair he could find. Fuck! That was exactly why I was trying my best to avoid the man. Evan Blackman was a man - in fact, he’s the only man - I could call my father’s best friend. Though he was only thirty years, but he was the only man my father was close enough to and listened to. At first, I thought it was because they were business partners, but I soon found out that my father respected the man a lot and just valued him enough to get close to him.