My Dad’s Friend Novels & Stories

"Over my dead body I call you that stripper name!" Mom snorts into her wine glass. "Told you." Dad leans forward, voice dropping to that dangerous whisper he uses in hostile takeovers. "I've been speaking with an old friend. He has a grandson—brilliant man, apparently." My blood turns to ice water. "What kind of speaking?"

My dad looks behind me. To them, my relationship is going wonderfully, and my mom firmly believes that I’ll soon be giving her a grandchild to spoil and undo all my upbringing. "He said he'll come in a few days, he's still campaigning," I say, hugging both of them as we get into the car.

I replied, trying to mask my sadness. “That’s nice. Antonio told me about his recent breakup with Blair, do you think he’s seeing anyone now? Knowing the womanizer that he is, he should be seeing someone for him to leave Blair,” My dad teased. “U-u-uhm, I don’t think I know if he’s seeing anyone. How about we chat later dad, I have a class,” I said trying to dismiss the conversation. “A class? Honey it’s sunday,” He pointed out. “Yeah that’s right. Silly me,” I laughed. “I meant I have to prepare for my class tomorrow.”

my dad said, turning to glance at his best friend and they both giggled. “What do you mean dad?“ I frowned. “I heard he got beaten up by some men, maybe he got himself involved in trouble, well whoever beat him up, did us a great job,” I turned to Mr Mattias who was still standing by the door. There was no single expression on his face, there was usually none. Was it him? no he wouldn't. I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “You both should stay for breakfast,” Mr Mattias said. “Oh Matt, you know I still have work to attend to at the office, I just need to drive Shimma home and then head back to the office, thank you for yesterday brother,” my dad said then he turned back to me.

Just serious best-friend mode. “Bella… you have to let this go.” I laughed, but it came out bitter. “Easy for you to say.” “I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m saying it’s necessary.” She leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “This isn’t some cute little office crush. Alex is your dad’s best friend. His business partner. The guy who’s been around since you were a kid. If this blows up and it will your dad is going to lose his mind. Not just at Alex. At you too. You could lose your whole family over this.”

“My son, I don't think I need to introduce him, he's always on the news.” Dad let out a soft sigh “Yeah, I know him.” Those were no good comments of the sort; I was sure Alex was waiting to hear something like that. When he didn't get a word from dad, Alex broke into a smile “Do you know that they are friends? Very good ones, I believe.” Dad drummed his fingers on my back. Shit, what was Alex doing? He'd get me in trouble. “They aren't friends.” Dad replied in a cold tone.

“We were best friends in college. Your father and I shared a lot back then. I remember he often told me about you…that he had a smart daughter—even smarter than him, he said, and he was sure you would succeed in the future. He’s a proud Dad, I almost went deaf from all his stories about you. Although, I didn’t get the chance to meet you while your father was still alive. And it’s sad knowing that I met you now but your father is no longer here.” I didn’t know what to say. Hearing how important I was to Dad felt like someone was caressing my heart. Because when he was still alive, he had been too busy working and I could barely spend time with him. I shook my head. My head was already hurting

My dad turned away from her and faced me instead, his expression calm but distant. “Dad,” I said, my voice shaking. “Is she going to rot in there? What are we going to do?” He sighed slowly. “I’m afraid, Alice, it’s illegal to interfere,” he said. “Your friend killed someone. I can’t do anything this time.” My heart shattered. The words echoed in my head, heavy and final. I can’t do anything. I looked at Eunice again and this time, she was smiling. I knew she had won this round.

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.

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.