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The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

Molly Harper has always been considered a wild child. Not that she was ever really crazy. But she could be called rash at times. This was a quality that has gotten her into a few scrapes. Thankfully, she has always had someone she could rely on to help her out. Even if he does grumble about her irresponsibility. But during her summer vacation from college, she has finally gotten the chance to get out from underneath the watchful eye of her unwarranted protector, Scott Monroe. In the romantic, beautiful city of Paris, no less. But when her rash, passionate decisions landed her right in Scott’s lap, she knew her life was changing forever. Scott was not looking to work with his father’s company any longer than he had to. Just long enough to show him that he was able to make what his father called “adult decisions”. His dream was to open a club in the heart of Denver and be his own boss, business owner. In order to do that, he needed his father's help and money. But when Molly is literally kneeling in front of him, looking up at him with those sexy, defiant eyes, he would forget his plans every time. Molly is determined to not let Scott ruin another fun and exciting adventure. Until she realizes that Scott is exactly the person she needs to show her this new lifestyle that she has found. Scott just wanted to keep her safe until he could find someone to take care of her. If there was someone that lived up to his standards, that is.

Leann Lane · Urban
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100 Chs

Chapter 73: Molly's Decision

-Molly's POV-

My head was spinning from the pleasure that was still lingering in my body. Every time I moved in my seat, I was reminded of everything we had done. There were sore spots and even a few painful spots. But what really got to me was the feeling between my thighs.

Scott had stated quite clearly that he had wanted to mark me. I definitely felt marked, claimed, and owned. Just as Scott wanted me to.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I could remember feeling angry at him. However, the emotion seemed distant now that it was covered by a blanket of satisfaction. That's not to say I had forgotten WHY I was mad at Scott, but it suddenly didn't seem like the most important thought for me.