Single Dad Romance Books Novels & Stories

While Mom was coughing up blood at home, while she couldn't keep food down, he was buying Fiona designer bags, leasing her a luxury car, putting down deposits on apartments for her. I went through page by page. I didn't cry. I photographed them and copied them and added them to the drive. By the time I was sixteen, Dad's company was basically dead. Creditors started showing up. He and Fiona fought constantly. Fiona started looking down on him for being broke. Their fights traveled from downstairs to upstairs, from afternoon till late at night. I'd be at my desk doing homework. And quietly recording with my phone. Mom had said it once: know your enemy and you'll never lose.

He grabbed one of my legs, hooked it higher over his arm, opening me up even more. The new angle let him slam in deeper, grinding against my clit with every stroke. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled, eyes locked on mine, dark and intense. “So tight… so wet… taking your dad’s best friend’s cock like you were made for it. Been wanting this little pussy for years.” His words sent a shiver through me. The guilt, the thrill, the pure filth of it all mixed together and made everything ten times hotter. My best friend’s dad was fucking me raw in my own bedroom while his wife was next door, and I was loving every second.

***AUTHOR'S NOTE*** Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Title: "Your Daddy, My Obsession." JANUARY How does one go about seducing their almost father-in-law? I really, truly do not recommend doing an internet search. The results are heavy on p**n and light on answers. In the end, I’m left to my own devices.

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.

“Every woman wants a romantic wedding and an even more romantic honeymoon with her lover. So here’s what I’m going to do—I’m going to sort everything. Flights, reservations, the whole work. Because I, my dear boy, am a master of romance and seduction, and you know nothing. Watch and learn, son. Watch and learn how I help you woo your woman until she’s begging for more of your touch.” I nearly dropped the phone. Jesus. The only thing worse than my father planning a honeymoon was my father planning mine with a woman who wasn’t in love with me—and who I wasn’t supposed to be in love with either. “I have got to go, Dad,” I cut in before he could launch into some monologue about scented oils, tan

The photo beside it made her breath hitch. Ethan, slightly younger. Smiling beside a boy. Ryan. The blood drained from her face. Her fingers trembled as she clicked into the article. The caption read: *“Tech entrepreneur Ethan Lockwood celebrates son Ryan’s college acceptance.”* Her stomach twisted. It wasn’t just a coincidence. It wasn’t a maybe. It was real. She’d fallen for Ryan’s father. And he hadn’t told her. --- …And the worst part? Her heart still wanted him.

"Is that what he told you? You poor thing; you truly are naive when it comes to adult matters. Let me tell you, he can't break things off even if he wanted to; that would be very bad for his business." Business? What in the hell was he getting at here? Were Atlas and Francine in an arranged relationship? "He really didn't tell you anything," Connor continues. "Since my mother up and left after my grandfather ran her off, my father has been with Francine so that they could eventually combine their companies. Do you think things like love could truly exist in our world?" "Then what about us?" I can't help but ask the question as I try to stop the sting of betrayal I'm feeling not only from Con