My Best Friends Father Novels & Stories

"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."

Opening it and I saw the younger self of my father with a man and they were laughing like they had no care in the world. “That's my father and yours. They were best friends from the womb, loving each other like they were one that they began to look alike that would explain how close their bond was. My father soon joined a bad gang and your father began to sell hard drugs for him and it was booming with lots of sales and no police involving in their business. Their bond grew stronger until my father trusting his best friend; your father decided to give him the highest volume of dress to take and he sold it to the companies.

He asks, and I take a deep breath. “That I want you close, I want to feel more of what you're giving me, and at the same time, I know this is wrong!” I admit honestly. “Why is it wrong?” His left-hand slides down my stomach and fits between my legs. “You're my best friend's father, if she finds out, it might be enough for her to break ties with me.” I turn to face him. I lift my face and look into his dark eyes, running my hand through his stubble peppered with gray, giving him such a sexy look, making him even more beautiful, at least in my eyes.

I asked him “There is nothing she can do; Brenda must have told her she saw me” he responded. “Their cousin?” I asked and he nodded in affirmation. “I knew I have a handsome father”, I teased him. “Too bad I got my eyes on only one person” he replied. “You had better do it because she is my best friend. I won’t remember you are my father when I introduce her to another man that will treat her right” “You are trying to get my wolf angry on purpose” he cautioned, but I only smiled.

Shane answered. “You sound like you care for him,” I muttered. He stayed quiet for a while then spoke. “That's because I do. He wasn't always like that. Before he became like this, we used to be best friends.” My mouth opened, registering the shock. “Huh?” He smiled weakly. “It’s hard to believe. That's what happens when your mother's best friend has an affair with your father.” What?!

I didn’t want to cling to Alexandre, nor did I want to show any closeness between us. Besides... that would do little good. I gathered all the talks from the beginning, and although I was alone since Isis didn’t show up, and neither did Thiago, I was able to appreciate every second of the lecture. Alexandre’s experiences... he’s admirable. And not just as a doctor, but as a human being. My father seems to be the luckiest man in the world for having him as his best friend.

I ended the call and told the driver the exact location. I stared out the window, buildings blurring past. My mind was spinning—flashing with memories of Tom’s laugh, his voice, the way he always tried to stay strong even when he was trying to hide the pain in his joints from the arthritis. Tom, my best friend's father, a person close to father to me, the only real father figure I had ever known.

“Don’t give your heart to someone who doesn’t know what to do with it.” The words hit me like a truck. “I just thought he deserved it.” I whispered. “I know,” his voice was tight now. “But you deserve better. Whoever this guy is…he doesn't get to make you feel like this.” I didn't say anything. I couldn’t. Because if I did, I might spill everything. His name, the story, the part where I fell too fast for a man who's way older than me, and he happens to be my father's best friend.

He puts his empty bottle down and leans forward, studying my face carefully. “He’s my best friend, has been since we met at the Police and Fire Department game day. It feels wrong to keep such a big part of myself a secret from him – to hide who I am when he shares so much with me.” Finn is one of the only Police Officers that my father actually likes – he’s been my best friend for the last four years and never let me down. He knows about these trips and has been trying to invite himself on them for the past year but I have said no – claiming Father, Daughter bonding time.

BIANCA “He was your father,” he added. My breath stopped for a moment, and my hands trembled at my sides. Everything I saw was true. Nearly Everything I feared all through the ride here was becoming true. “He and Fredrick were best friends,” Dad continued. “Closer than brothers even. They built everything together, the businesses, the empire, everything.” My eyes widened as it burned with unshed tears. “Until it all fell apart,” he added. I leaned forward slightly, my eyes still widening.