Novel & Cerita My Daddy Best Friend

I brushed a kiss to her forehead. “Yes,he’ll buy you ice cream, he’ll buy you everything you need, baby. Daddy is a billionaire,” I said softly, a bit of pride sneaking into my voice. Her eyes went wide, mouth falling open. “He’s rich? Richer than that man who brought you home that night?” I chuckled, brushing her hair away from her forehead. “You mean Alex? Alex is Daddy’s best friend.” “Woah…” she whispered dramatically, her tiny hand covering her mouth. “Can we see Daddy tonight? Please, Mummy?”

Renee As I stood in front of the Walker Cooperative branch office, I couldn't help the smile that spread on my face. I am so proud of him. My friend, My Godfather, and the object of my desire at night, morning, and afternoon. My parents were giving flirtatious comments to each other as we waited for the doorman to confirm our invitation. I was in my small world when I heard my dad whisper. “Honey, Ivor has done an excellent job. Hasn't he?”

What she saw made her blood run cold. It was a message from an unknown number. The text was short and chilling: **“Nice kiss by the pool last night. Does Lily know her daddy is fucking her best friend? Delete this message and I send the clearer version to everyone. Be smart, little girl.”** Attached was a blurry but unmistakable photo.

Tara Blakewood POV “You can think of me as your dad!” Kaiden said, waiting for my reply. “What?” “You’re my friend’s daughter. He sent you to me because he trusts me. Instead of saying ‘Sir,’ just call me Daddy!” I didn’t think much. I just found myself nodding in agreement as he left my room with a smile. I thought about taking a shower, but I was too tired to move. I walked toward a door to check if it was a bathroom. I stripped off my underwear, imagining him walking in and seeing me like this, exposed but I didn’t care.

My father had only cussed at me a few times before, and only when I did something really, really bad—like sneak out of the house in the middle of the night or clog the toilet with all of Mom’s lipsticks after we fought. The disappointment and anger in his voice had me shaking. “We met weeks ago.” “You said that,” Mom snapped. I resisted sending her an angry look. Any aggression on my part would only make things worse. Dad gruffly cleared his throat. “He hasn’t said anything about this to me.” I eagerly leaned forward. “That’s because we didn’t know you two were friends until last weekend at the fundraiser. And I wouldn’t let him tell you. I wanted to let you know myself.”

“And I won’t let her ever treat you like that. You shouldn’t have let her in, there is a reason why I tried to keep you away from her all this time.” Natasha nods and sighs. “I know dad, I know. Sorry, I thought she changed.” “She doesn’t know how to be something else. You are the only good thing she ever made.” She smiles and jumps to hug him tightly. “I love you dad.” “I love you too sweetheart,” he says and closes his eyes. The situation itself causing me to smile and feel warmth from the tender moment shared. "Lexie has been nothing but a loyal friend to me, and she doesn't deserve this either," Natasha adds fiercely, her gaze never leaving her father's face.

He hangs up the phone and packs up my clothes, shoving me into the wardrobe. He said he isn't married so who could this possibly be? I hide as Jonathan opens the door, and the voice that follows is unmistakable. "Daddy!" a girl echoed. From where I stand, I see Bella step inside. And the truth immediately hits… Jonathan Hills, the man I had just lost my virginity to and shared a one-night stand with, is her best friend's father *** A few days before

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.

**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.