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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 84: Non-Negotiable

-Molly-

The fight with Scott was a lot more silent than I had thought it would be. It might have helped that I announced my intention to go to the club in front of my mother and Paul. My mother had been enthusiastic about me feeling good enough to get out of the house. "Good," Paul huffed out before returning to his paper.

However, throughout the whole conversation, I could feel Scott’s eyes burning into me. I couldn’t help but give him the sweetest smile when I turned and asked him to go grab Becca so we could get ready to go together.

"Shouldn’t you be RESTING?” Scott had asked with a hard edge on his words.

“I told you, Scott. I’m feeling fine, and Becca and I want to go dancing! I’ve checked the club, and they’re still open and running hot!” I had insisted sweetly, dancing in a circle to show my excitement.

The circle had made my stomach churn, but I had managed to keep that feeling off my face.