Novel & Cerita My Dad's Best Friend

I won't let her get close to me only for her to keep away, that seems to be the only thing she was good at. All what my dad told me about having the right friends just began to clear up. I finally understand what he meant by trust no one, your friends might be your enemies tomorrow. Dad never had friends, I was his daughter and only friend. Even my mum wasn't close to my dad like I was. It was obvious he never trusted mum till he died and I wonder why.

, 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.

I said as I hugged him and then hugged Chris "I'm glad you didn't get hurt," Chris said while hugging me If only he knew, he'd be punishing me now, damn it gets worse over time “Hello, Dad,” I said while hugging my dad tightly. My dad is my best friend and my mom is my other best friend. “Hello, Liv,” my father said as he kissed me on the forehead "You're finally here," Chris said with a laugh “Thank you, Ryan, for bringing her here.” Dad said

They have already decided. "Have you noticed how amazing a man your best friend is?" My brow furrowed when he referred to Felicity as a man. Felicity was the best friend I have ever had, but Dad referring to him as a man despite knowing who he was made me want to poke him. He might be dreaming. "What do you mean exactly, Dad?" I asked. If giving me a child made Felicity a man, Dad was not a valid reason.

Allison quickly added. "My dad and his dad Kevin are best friends. My dad is actually coming back next weekend and my parents are going to try and work things out. I'm sure my dad will want to reconnect with his best friend and I'm sure Liam and his sister Lacy will come with their dad when he comes to visit mine."

“And now he wants revenge?” Dad sighed. “His father and I were close,” his resentful tone tugged something inside me. Grievance, regret, and sorrow crossed his face. I hope it’s not who I think he is, but then he said, “you’ve met him before, Klaus… He’s James Connolly, my best friend.” A fraction of my anger melted into pity. I was too young to understand the world back then, five or six if I’m not mistaken, but I vaguely remember wanting to have a friend like James when I grew up. Dad was closer to James than his siblings; that’s the kind of friendship they have.

"Five years ago, everything had gone wrong. My dad's company became bankrupt after a big loss and he lost his job. He then chose the wrong way, coming home drunk everyday and without any money, immersing himself in sorrow and self-pity. Our once happy family was then sympathized by everyone in the town. My mom said that there was a particular man who spoiled my dad and it was because of him that he came home drunk. That man was filthy rich and promised my dad for a job." "Who was that man?" "I don't know, I don't even want to know. That man and my dad became best friends though. One day, my dad left just like that. He just left a letter saying that he had been offered a job which is pretty r

The kind of man who smiled while planning your funeral. He never backed down. That was why his name still carried fear after all these years. Why grown men lowered their voices when it was mentioned. But there was one person who knew him too well. Me. I had grown up with him as a father figure—closer to him than his own blood ever was. Don Julian had been my father’s best friend. His closest associate in the mafia world. They built empires together, spilled blood together, buried secrets together. Most of my father’s children wanted nothing to do with that life. They chose normalcy. Safety. Distance.

"My dad is homophobic" "Sadly I know" "You do?" He scoffed. "You forget that am your dad's friend. We attended the same college. Though, he was older but lacked in studies which made him repeat a couple of years in school" Yeah right, I forgot that I was dating my dad's friend. He would probably die from a stroke the minute he find out, I couldn't imagine what his face would be and I hope he never finds out till I finish college. "Did he do something?"

However, I do not move from there until a detective from the NYPD who knows my dad lets me into his office and closes the door. I sit on the faux leather chair and stare at Detective Ford. He’s tall, lean, and has a bald head and black skin. I would not call him friends with Dad since he goes against him sometimes. Seriously, Dan is Dad’s only friend. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. Oh, and Detective Ford has a strong sense of justice, so that puts us on the same side, because Dad definitely does not have that. “You are not supposed to be here, Ms. Shaw.”