Wanted By My Fake Boyfriends Dad An Age Gap Romance

At the sight of Mike’s father, I have to actively keep my jaw off the ground. One thing my friend neglected to tell me–his father is sexy. Mike’s not a bad-looking guy either, but he got his golden hair and hazel eyes from his mother. Mr. Currant, on the other hand, has dark chocolate waves and intense gray eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome–just my type. Oh my God, you will not drool over Mike’s dad. You’re supposed to be Mike’s devoted girlfriend, remember? WORD COUNT: 6,400 A sexy short story about a young woman and her fake boyfriend’s father!

I swallow, my mouth turning dry. Stupidly, I think, Wow, Mr. Radell is hot. My ex-boyfriend’s good looks didn’t come out of nowhere. Like Geoff Radell III, Geoff Radell II has a mesmerizing green eye and an equally mesmerizing blue eye, messy and luscious auburn hair, and a five o’clock shadow on his impossibly defined jawline. “Um, hi, I’m Lan Wu, your son’s girlfriend,” I say. To my horror, I begin babbling: “Well, ex-girlfriend. He cheated on me with a girl who thinks Helen Keller wasn’t a real person. I only came here to get my laptop, not to do any revenge vandalism or anything.” The corner of his mouth quirks up. “Now I think you did come here to do some revenge vandalism.” WORD COUNT: 3,000 A sexy short story about a young woman and her ex-boyfriend’s dad! Additional keywords: Asian heroine, interracial romance, instalove, older man younger woman

Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes An Offer from My Dad's Creditor, Knocked Up by the Tycoon, Caught by the College President, Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad, and An Offer from the CEO! An Offer from My Dad's Creditor "Lucky for you and your parents, I'm benevolent enough to offer an alternative method of payment," he says. From the lust in his gray gaze, I have a pretty good idea what the "alternative method of payment" is, but I ask anyway, "What do you want, Mr. Ricci?" "I want you to carry my child." His words make me lightheaded. Today was not a good day to skip dinner. "Um, what?" I ask, my legs trembling with the struggle to stay upright. Maybe I heard him wrong. No such luck. "I want you to carry my child, Paisley." Knocked Up by the Tycoon My breath stops for a moment. Is that…? I shake my head before I can finish the thought. Pregnancy has to be making me hear things. Because there's no way– "Alexa, look at me." My eyes bulge out of their sockets when a big familiar hand grabs my small one. Okay, I don't think my pregnancy brain can make that up. My imagination is not that vivid. I turn around, and my breath halts for yet another moment. Standing in front of me is Dallas Takahashi, my ex-boyfriend. And the father of the baby growing inside me. Caught by the College President I suck in a breath when my college president wraps his arms around me and pulls me onto his lap. "I…I have a boyfriend," I say, my voice coming out annoyingly breathy. He chuckles. "Oh, yes, your boyfriend, who seems like a real prize." He tugs at my blanket, exposing my bare shoulder. When he lowers his head and presses his mouth to my shoulder, I become breathless. Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad At the sight of Mike's father, I have to actively keep my jaw off the ground. One thing my friend neglected to tell me–his father is sexy. Mike's not a bad-looking guy either, but he got his golden hair and hazel eyes from his mother. Mr. Currant, on the other hand, has dark chocolate waves and intense gray eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome–just my type. An Offer from the CEO His face becomes serious. "I know your family has a lot of debt, Charity." I stiffen. Does a CEO normally concern himself with the financial troubles of a lowly office assistant? "There are your mother's unpaid hospital bills, your father's unwise loan to his brother, your own brother's gambling…" My grip tightens on my bottled water. How does he know all of that? "I'll take care of that debt," Adam says. I catch my breath. Chance Enterprises is a multi-billion dollar company, so I know he has the means to pay off my family's mountain of debt. "Why would you do that?" I ask. Then I remember that Mr. Chance is known for his philanthropy. Does he see me as a pitiful charity case? Is that why he has been so nice to me? "Because I want something in exchange." "What do you…?" I get my answer when he strokes the hem of my black pencil skirt.

Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes Caught by My Professor, Working for My Dad's Best Friend, Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend, Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad, and Claimed by the Mountain Man. Caught by My Professor My professor stares at my hand. Like an idiot, I'm still holding the answer key. A corner of his mouth curves up. "Were you planning to cheat on the upcoming exam?" I drop the answer key like the paper has the ability to give me a second-degree burn. "I, um, well, I..." God, I might as well tattoo, Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater, on my forehead. "Is there any way you could not tell anyone about this?" I ask. Probably a futile question. To my surprise, he says, "I'm willing to keep this a secret, but..." I widen my eyes when he plays with a lock of my hair. Is a professor allowed to do that? "You might not like my proposal." A wicked smile appears on his face. "Or you might like it very much." Working for My Dad's Best Friend Dad's friend may be a rich jerk who spends obscene sums of money on vases and is twice my age, but I can't deny that I find him attractive with his messy auburn hair, those dark blue eyes, and the five o'clock shadow on his defined jawline. If he weren't close buddies with Baba and I were far less acquainted with his personality, I might have hooked up with him. Okay, I would have definitely hooked up with him. Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend He asks, "Aren't you going to ask me why I fell out with your father?" Though I'm curious, I reply, "That's between you and my dad." "We fell out over you." I blink. "Over me? Why?" "Your father asked me to help him with some of his debts. I told him I would give him money…on one condition." Dad had–or has–debts? This is news to me. My father is an obsessive couponer and refuses to buy any clothes that don't come off the clearance rack. "Why would that end your friendship?" I ask. "Because the 'one condition' was having you." Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad Surprising me, he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the dining room. The contact causes my pulse to flutter. A voice in my head hisses, Oh my God, you can't develop a crush on your ex-boyfriend's dad. Despite the voice, I find myself sneaking glances at Mr. Fleming. Gabe inherited his good looks, and I'm looking right at the source. Both father and son have dark blond waves of luscious hair, bright hazel eyes, and effortlessly fit bodies that look damn fine in designer clothes. Claimed by the Mountain Man "I need to get out of here," I whisper. But how? My horrible sense of direction is what landed me here in the first place, and if I attempted venturing into the woods again, I might actually get eaten by a bear. "Hello." I nearly fall off the bed. "Careful," he growls, catching me before I hit the floor. My pulse jumps. I was right about the stranger's size. He is huge. His arms are like muscular tree trunks, and I swear he must be 7 feet tall. He's also super hot, something I did not expect. I'm typically not into bearded guys, but that black beard really suits his chiseled face and brings out his green eyes.

His face becomes serious. "I know your family has a lot of debt, Charity." I stiffen. Does a CEO normally concern himself with the financial troubles of a lowly office assistant? "There are your mother's unpaid hospital bills, your father's unwise loan to his brother, your own brother's gambling…" My grip tightens on my bottled water. How does he know all of that? "I'll take care of that debt," Adam says. I catch my breath. Chance Enterprises is a multi-billion dollar company, so I know he has the means to pay off my family's mountain of debt. "Why would you do that?" I ask. Then I remember that Mr. Chance is known for his philanthropy. Does he see me as a pitiful charity case? Is that why he has been so nice to me? "Because I want something in exchange." "What do you…?" I get my answer when he strokes the hem of my black pencil skirt. WORD COUNT: 6,900 A sexy short story about a young woman and her handsome CEO!

(Older Man / Younger Woman Age Gap Virgin Breeding) My boyfriend's dad will take my innocence as payment for keying his car. When I catch my boyfriend cheating on me with my best friend, I’m not thinking straight. I key his car. Problem is, my boyfriend is a chronic liar, and the car belongs to his silver fox dad. Now I have to pay him back. I’m broke, and when I offer the older man my innocence, he wants more. He wants to claim my fertile body for himself, and in return, he’ll help me put my cheating ex-boyfriend in his place.

Making me catch my breath, the man turns me around. But instead of looking up into the face of a cop, I see Fred's father. Though I've never met Fred's dad or even seen a picture of him, I know without a doubt that this man is my boyfriend's father. He has Fred's hazel eyes, strong jawline, and thick dark brown hair. A foolish little voice in the back of my mind whispers, Wow, Fred's dad is hotter than him. Fred isn't bad-looking, but he's a 22-year-old boy while his father is a man. If Fred wore a black suit, he would look like a kid playing dress-up. But Mr. Cain is wearing a black suit now, and the black fabric fits every part of his body nicely. Very, very nicely. "I'm asking you again," Mr. Cain says. "Who the hell are you?" WORD COUNT: 3,600 A sexy short story about a young woman and her boyfriend's handsome dad! Additional keywords: Asian heroine romance, interracial romance, older man younger woman, age difference, instalove, obsessed alpha male

Now an original movie on Prime Video starring Anne Hathaway and Nicholas Galitzine! When Solène Marchand, the thirty-nine-year-old owner of a prestigious art gallery in Los Angeles, takes her daughter, Isabelle, to meet her favorite boy band, she does so reluctantly and at her ex-husband’s request. The last thing she expects is to make a connection with one of the members of the world-famous August Moon. But Hayes Campbell is clever, winning, confident, and posh, and the attraction is immediate. That he is all of twenty years old further complicates things. What begins as a series of clandestine trysts quickly evolves into a passionate relationship. It is a journey that spans continents as Solène and Hayes navigate each other’s disparate worlds: from stadium tours to international art fairs to secluded hideaways in Paris and Miami. And for Solène, it is as much a reclaiming of self, as it is a rediscovery of happiness and love. When their romance becomes a viral sensation, and both she and her daughter become the target of rabid fans and an insatiable media, Solène must face how her new status has impacted not only her life, but the lives of those closest to her.

I narrow my eyes at him, attempting to ignore the butterflies popping up in my stomach. Ever since I was a teenager, I’ve had a crush on Mr. Dean. He’s gorgeous with his perfectly styled chestnut hair, five o’clock shadow on his defined jawline, and mesmerizing dark eyes. I’ve had countless dreams featuring him. Which makes it so awkward that he’s my best friend’s dad. He glowers at me. What did I do? Surprising me, he growls, “That outfit is too godd**n short.” I flush, instinctively pulling at the hem of my skirt. My French maid outfit is more revealing than what I normally wear. WORD COUNT: 2,900 A naughty short story about a young woman and her best friend’s dad! Additional keywords: older man younger woman, age difference, interracial romance, Asian heroine

Surprising me, he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the dining room. The contact causes my pulse to flutter. A voice in my head hisses, Oh my God, you can't develop a crush on your ex-boyfriend's dad. Despite the voice, I find myself sneaking glances at Mr. Fleming. Gabe inherited his good looks, and I'm looking right at the source. Both father and son have dark blond waves of luscious hair, bright hazel eyes, and effortlessly fit bodies that look damn fine in designer clothes. WORD COUNT: 3,700 A sexy short story about a young woman and her boyfriend's dad!