Novel & Cerita My Dad's Best Friend

She was done with her date, she held a flower bouquet, and she was still all smiles. Realization dawned onto me instantly. I just fucked my best friend dad. “Hey sis!” She hit my arm. I forced a tight smile. “How was it?” I asked. “It was so good!” She was elated. “I think I like him. We kissed.” She whispered the last part in my ears. They kissed. But I fucked her father while she was away. I was such a bad friend. “Hmmn… Tell me more about it while we head home,” I replied casually.

**Alexander Kingsley. The oldest friend of her father. The billionaire to be admired by everyone. The guy she had known since she was a little girl. Richard was hesitant to reply. "...Alex." Aurora was unable to hear the other person's voice. However she saw her father's face change. "...You already know?" Silence. Richard closed his eyes. "No." I have no choice but to do this. Another pause. Aurora frowned. Her dad looked her direction. His face went as white as a sheet of paper.

he replied. "Dad, what would you have done if one of your friends had dated me?" I asked as I looked over at him. I was nervous about his answer. "Well, that is quite a question. I am close to Tristan. I can only think of him if he had to date you...." he shook his head, blowing out a breath. "I guess I would kill him with my bare hands....I don't know. But I surely wouldn't allow my friends to take advantage of my daughter and get away with it. I don't know...but as long as it's not happening I'm happy," he looked at me with a smile. "There isn't anything there now, is there?" he narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

The same calm, powerful presence. The man I spent the night with… was Tessa’s father. My lips parted slightly. “So… I slept with my best friend’s dad?” I whispered in disbelief. At the same time, his eyes met mine. And he froze. The warmth in his expression disappeared, replaced by pure shock. Neither of us spoke. The air between us became heavy and tense. Because in that moment, we both realized the truth. Last night… We crossed a line that could never be erased.

What Blake knew was that the portrait was a reckless purchase… not the truth. That I was the filthy artist. And that faceless man was no stranger. He is Dominic Mercer. My dad’s best friend. A man twice my age. He was practically my dad’s partner in crime, until he disappeared. My head involuntarily bobs to the loud banging music in the club. The neon-blue light swings back and forth as if finding the best talent, and settles on sexy strippers in pairs of daring lingerie. One of them dives for the pole and like a fluid, twists around it with her head hanging down.

"I'll be out for a bit. I don't want the kids to hear us fighting." Father always avoided the topic of conversation, which made Mother even more sure of her suspicions all along. Until finally one day Dad opened up to Mom about what had kept him busy the past few months. “I met an old friend, we used to be very close friends. He's my best friend especially when I'm really down and hard, I owe him a lot.” “Your old friend is a woman? Is she someone you can't forget?!” Mom poked at Dad's words about someone who sounded very meaningful in his past life.

I scoff. "It's not babysitting" Evans chimes in walking closer. Okay, I don't know how the hell I got close to the Bond's brothers again, I know I lost contact with them forever. Our dads used to be friends or partners or whatever relationship they had, my dad never had friends. We knew each other from a young age… I could say they were the only friends I had back then. Well, my dad made it clear to me that they weren't my friends, since they weren't well off, the poor and the rich can't be friends…

“Not Mathew Cross, right?” “You know him?” “Yeah, he’s dad’s best friend and my godfather.” “Oh.” “How did you meet him? I haven’t heard anything from him since dad’s funeral.” A whirlwind of emotions suddenly swirled inside my chest. For the longest time, I thought he and dad were just old people who liked to have afternoon barbecues and bottles of beer whenever they got together. Both retired from the military and worked for Summit. I only learned of the true nature of their jobs through Dad’s journal. He had no family, which made searching for him impossible. I hoped he was fine, hiding or doing what he did best, but the thought of his demise crossed my mind over time. A tremendous weight

he said, and I smiled sadly and nodded my head. “Fuck Jensen, it should be me, you know that,” he growled. “Nah dad, it has to be me,” I said, walking over to him. “You got your whole life ahead of you, a mate out there waiting to make a bloody honest man out of you,” and I chuckled. “He’s my best friend, and my Alpha. Hell, we even fell in love with the same woman,” and my dad smiled. “Well, she’s a hell of a woman,” he said, his admiration for Kaeleigh showing strong in his grin

I explained. “ Princess, after what you told me it doesn’t sound like he is just a friend.” dad said. “ Well, he is my best friend. But seriously. I’m probably overthinking everything. You know me. I’m sure he will be back to screwing skanks and partying every night in no time.” I told my dad. Although I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince. “ If you say so.” dad said. I could tell by his voice he doesn’t believe me. If I didn’t know Goof so well, I would believe me either.