How To Resolve Conflicts Between My Best Friend And Father?

Leah lives with her mother and younger sister, carefully balancing school, work, and responsibility. Her father drifts in and out of her life, bringing nothing but chaos, guilt, and financial strain. Every interaction with him reminds Leah why control matters, why stability must be protected at all costs. Her secret begins with Damien Cross, her best friend’s father. Their connection forms quietly, deliberately, and with full awareness of the line they are crossing. Damien’s dominance awakens something in Leah; she has never allowed herself to explore a desire to surrender, to be guided, to belong. Their encounters are hidden and intense, leaving Leah shaken, fulfilled, and aching for more. Even as desire deepens, Leah understands the danger of discovery and the devastation it would bring. But passion comes at a price. Extra money, watchful eyes, and her father’s greed threaten exposure. One wrong move could destroy everything Leah fights to protect. Owned by My Best Friend’s Father is a dark, addictive romance about forbidden desire, alpha dominance, and the dangerous thrill of surrender. Some loves aren’t safe, but they’re impossible to resist.

"This is forbidden! You're my best friend's daughter, for goodness' sake!" I stepped closer, forcing myself not to tremble. "I know exactly who I am," I whispered. "But does it really matter? I know you want me just as much as I want you. After last night, you can't pretend nothing happened." I had desired this man for years, silently and obsessively, while he only ever saw me as the young, naive daughter of his best friend. So I made a plan, wore a mask, and gave him one reckless night he would never forget. Now he knows the truth. Now he cannot stay away. What we have is dangerous, addictive, and completely wrong. But if this is a mistake, why does it feel so right? When our secret comes out, will it destroy everything, his reputation, my family, and whatever is left between us? And when my father finds out, will there be anything left to save?

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” his raspy voice dripped with lust and uncertainty as his eyes scanned my exposed cleavages, “your father…” “Shhh.” I stopped him mid-way, placing my finger on his soft lips, “We both want this. I have seen the way you look at me, Mr. Richard. Do not hold back now.” I whispered sultrily. He swallowed hard and I saw him clench his well-chiseled jaws. I opened my mouth to continue my protest when all of a sudden, he grabbed me by the waist, pulled me closer and covered my lips with his in the hungriest manner ever. My body melted, succumbing to his burning desire. *** He was my father’s childhood best friend. He was always there for me since I lost my mother at the age of four. My father grieved hard and found it difficult to recover for many years, so Mr Richard was the father figure I had. However, he left the country after my thirteenth birthday and I almost forgot about him until he returned. I had turned twenty-one and when I laid my eyes on him, all my childhood memories came rushing back. But that wasn’t all there was. I noticed how hot and sexy he looked for that age and how his gaze lingered way too long on my mature body. And then, fate kept bringing us together, all I had to do was call on him. He was just being nice, right? Nothing more should have happened but my body refused to listen to my brain. I wanted him! I wanted him around me all the time, I wanted him to whisper in my ears and punish me accordingly if I did something wrong… I wanted him INSIDE ME.

“You cannot love me, Enora. I had told you that you couldn’t.” His brown eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, he yanked his hand away from mine and took a step backward, ruffling his brunette hair, he cursed. I love this man. “You cannot love me, I am your best friend’s father.” “But I can fuck my best friend’s father?” My voice cracked in disbelief, is this what my life is now? I had tears in my eyes, it’s always been like this since I met him, yet I love him. ~~ It was summer break and Enora had just gotten the job of filling in for the personal assistant of Mr Wright , her best friend's father. It was a thirty-day business trip that started with a kiss, then sex, and then love. Enora couldn’t help but fall head over heels for her best friend's father, he’s the first man to ever treat her like a princess, but Nathan has other intentions which didn’t include loving her.

I stared, I gulped, my heart skipped a beat, my stomach twisted and I can feel the butterflies, a linger and a cold chill ran and travelled through my vein, flowing through my blood like lava. The man before me was heavenly, I could barely look away. From the way his dark grey orbs stared back at me to the way his jet black hair fell spikingly on his shoulder, my whole body shuddered uncontrollably from the sensation growing in my system. My eyes trailed up to his sharp jawline, his straight pointed nose, his tick, long eyebrows and eyelashes to his sinful, tempting, luscious lips. Consciously, I ran a over my lips but the sound of my dad clearing his throat pulled me out from my trace as a slightly jerked, feeling electrified. "Tristan, I went you to meet my friend, Dr Sean" My dad introduced the sexy, demigod man with that sinful body of his. I quivered again. "Sean, meet my son Tristan" Dad introduced me but my eyes remained cemented on him and I could swore I saw a spark in those dark orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me doubt if I really saw it. I watched him run his over his reddish, luring lips while his ran down my body, making my inside burn with a sudden fire I had never felt before...and then, he spoke.... "Nice to meet you kitten" And from that moment no, I knew it was over for my heart. From that moment I knew I was in love with MY FATHER'S FRIEND!

Content warning (18+): This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk. ~~~ I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house. They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night. He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out. Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss. I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name. Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him. But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom. Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat. Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt. I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.