My Daughters Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"Where did this crazy woman come from? No troublemakers are allowed at the Empire Group's entrance—not under my watch!" The sudden impact made the back of my head slam against the floor. I trembled with rage all over and, finally, roared, "I'm the daughter of Chairman Arthur Stone! Don't even think about closing that deal when you're doing this to me!" The words had barely fallen when a man's mocking laugh came from behind me. "Oh, really? I didn't know I had such a bratty daughter."

he called back. "My boyfriend!" I replied. Then I remembered that Dad never knew Grayson and I were back together. "Boyfriend?!" he asked. "What boyfriend?! Do I know him?! Does he treat you well?! How long have you two been together?! Don't you still like Grayson?! Does he have a car?! I ship you and Grayson, you can't have a boyfriend!" I rolled my eyes at my dad's last comment and his question about the car. "Dad, you're not allowed to ship people!" I told him. "It's a teenage thing!"

I looked away, mentally drained already, but he continued. " You recall Susan right, Mr wright's daughter, she’s at the same age as you and has given her parents two grandkids, beautiful kids at that" My dad said, and walked over to the TV, switched it off manually " if I can recall right, you had a boyfriend, so what about your boyfriend?” “Dad, I don’t have a boyfriend anymore. We broke up months ago. And besides, I’m not ready to settle down and have kids. I’m still figuring out my life.”

Hera stated in a loud voice. Astrid's pupils rolled. "Geez! Hera, you are like those husbands of us, always overacting. Of course my daughter has a boyfriend—" "—see!" Astrid shushed, Hera. "Alright! Calm down. My Winter has a boyfriend like a friend, an opposite gender friend not in a romantic way of boyfriend," Astrid paused for a moment to show her arms her hair rose up. "See this?" She asked, Hera. "I'm having goosebumps just thinking that my five-year-old daughter has a romantic boyfriend."

Raw and barely leashed. "Isabella." His voice had dropped. "You don't know what you're asking." "Then tell me." "You're my daughter's best friend." "I know." "You're twenty-four." "I know that too." "You have a boyfriend." That seemed to strike a guilt chord, and I winced, something he noticed. "For now," I whispered. His jaw tightened. "That doesn't matter; none of it does. I can't have anything to do with you. It'll be-"

“Are you with someone?” Michael frowned. “What do you—” “You know what I mean,” Idris cut in smoothly. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Michael hesitated. “Why?” Idris grinned, his confidence unwavering. “Because I want to be your boyfriend.” Michael blinked, caught completely off guard. “What?” “My daughter keeps bugging me about getting a new boyfriend, and I think I’ve found him.” Idris grinned, his confidence unwavering. “You two will love each other.”

"Grace isn't your daughter," I said clearly. "She's mine." The champagne glass slipped from Sarah's hand, shattering on the marble floor. "What did you say?" Her voice shook. "Your real daughter is Mistake, the one you've been torturing in the basement for eighteen years."My hand touched the DNA test results in my pocket. Sarah laughed, high and hysterical. "You're lying. My Grace is perfect. She's brilliant. She's going to Harvard!"

He asked with a small smile on his face as I stared at him in surprise, still in disbelief at his current presence in my house. “Juniper darling, you didn’t tell me you had such a good friend. He’s very intelligent and doting. I approve” my dad laughed giving me a thumbs up as I caught Grayson smile from the corner of my eyes. “Approve of what exactly dad?” I asked “Isn’t he your boyfriend?” My dad replied confused as he stared at the both of us. My eyes widened in shock at the word boyfriend as I turned to Grayson for an explanation. “He’s not my…” I said

But as the moment passes, I see Michael coming toward the patio. As he pauses by the entrance, I walk over to him, calling. “Daddy.” I clasp his jaw, kissing him hard so Liam can watch. By the time I’m done, I turn to Liam, whose eyes are as wide as saucers, and say, “Now, do you believe my words when I say you don’t mean anything to me again? This is my boyfriend, Liam!” However, Liam’s next words make my head spin. “Dad?”

"Still, he hurt you. No matter who it is, anyone who harms my daughter has to pay. Out of respect for Patrick's lifelong loyalty, I spared his life. "But I ruined one of his legs and an arm, stripped him of all assets, and threw him out of the house. As for the rest, that's up to his own luck." I stayed silent. Billy wasn't capable of much on his own. Once out of the Greven residence, he would probably never amount to anything. Although he had been my childhood playmate, I didn't feel an ounce of sympathy. He deserved it. Then, there were the Chapmans. The moment Dad mentioned them, the air around him grew impossibly heavy.