The One With Phoebe's Dad Novels & Stories

She had a bowl of something she probably baked which I took from her as she passed me. Phoebe's dad didn't respond, neither did he smile. He only nodded his head and entered the house as I made room for them to pass before I locked the door. What the fuck has my father done? "Mom? Dad? What are you two doing here?" Phoebe asked confused. Her dad looked like he wasn't pleased to see her, but her Mom went over to her and gave her a hug and a peck. "Mr Gilbert invited us for dinner." Her Mom explained as she took a seat in our living room. Phoebe's dad put his hands in the pockets of his dress pants and remained standing.

Phoenix. “Sit down, both of you! I don’t need to go over your mistakes again. Especially you, Phoebe. Your behavior earlier only made me look bad in front of Alpha Lennox.” Dad’s voice cracked like a whip, and the tension in the dining room thickened until it was almost suffocating.

She fell to her knees and screamed, "System, I want to leave this world. I'm taking Lily with me." I stared, frozen, as a countdown appeared above my mom's head. Three days. And suddenly, I understood. This time, my mom really was done with my dad. My mom's phone rang sharply. She swiped it open, her movements robotic. The voice of my dad—the younger version of him—came through, gentle and apologetic. "Claire, I'm so sorry. I've been stuck at work..." My mom cut him off, her voice like ice. "Where are you? You, Sarah, and your kid—where are you right now?"

It's been a long time since I might have a sudden emergency to go to those days. That afternoon, Phoebe was picked up by boss M. Cali's father is fine. Maybe the next day Cali's father will be able to come out. Boss M thanked me and asked if his son had been reprimanded. I replied that Phoebe was not reprimanding. Then they went home, father and son.

I sounded more bear than man in my anger. Phoebe seemed surprised, but the guy clearly picked up on my possessiveness, because his lips tightened, his eyes narrowed, and he took a step forward. “I’m a friend of Phoebe’s. Who the hell are you, since you’re old enough to be her father?” “A good, close friend.” I purred the words as I put an arm around her waist, ignoring the last part of his statement. I was technically old enough to be her father, but I didn’t feel at all paternal toward her.

“It's just the pressure of the final show, it has to be great or I am done in this industry. And on top of everything, I found out about Lexie and my father being together... It's affecting me more than I'd like to admit." Robert's eyes widen in surprise. "That's... unexpected. Together as in…?” “Together as in… together together, I don’t even want to think about it!” I see him thinking for a moment and I bite my lip nervously, then he continues. “You know, they might be a good match for each other. Your father has been lonely for a long time, and Lexie could use someone stable in her life. Someone better than the last asshole you told me she used to date."

Not because he hated her but because she died early so he couldn't get any motherly love. “That's enough, dad,” he yelled back in frustration. “I was having sex with her because I don't love Helen anymore,” he said and I arched my eyebrows. I couldn't believe that it was my son who was saying all these. I could remember when Helen used to mean the whole world to him. But suddenly she meant nothing to him again, only because of a mere slut. Only the goddess knew what the girl could be going through. “How could you?”

He had worked here for many years, after all. A young man whispered, "Alfred, should we call the police? We can't just leave the corpse here." Alfred glanced at him and said earnestly, "Don't get yourself into trouble if you still want to stay in this line of work." The man nodded. "Okay, got it. Ms. Xavier is so pitiful. How did she end up with such a father?" With so many people gone, the villa instantly felt empty. When my father got home, he called out three times, but no one answered.

"But I really do need to go home. It was fun with you guys today, but I'm worried about Jose." He nodded, "I understand. Send my regards to him." I got into a taxi after assuring him that I was fine without taking the car we brought here, and I relaxed against the seat, exhausted. That didn't go according to plan at all. I breathed another sigh of exhaustion and took out my phone when it suddenly rang in my pocket. It was Quinn, which for some reason increased my heartbeat. "Quinn..." "Riley..." The tremble in my voice told me what I needed to know. Jose—My dad was dead and without me by his side.

"Ethan's secretary?" "Yes. At first, I was truly shocked when I found out that my boss, a man who is usually so cold and controlled, turned out to have an ex-girlfriend who is now his own father’s fiancée," Audrey told the story, her eyes staring straight at the wet road. "The incident on top of the building this morning... when Ethan almost lost his mind and wanted to end his life... after he started to calm down in my embrace, he told me everything. He told me about every wound, every betrayal, and every pain he felt because of you and his father." Audrey turned her head briefly toward Aurora, seeing the deep shock on the girl’s face. "Honestly, Rory... I was very shocked. I never imagined