Daddy's Direction
All my life, I’ve been headed in one single direction—straight toward her.
If you look up “lucky” in the dictionary, you’ll find a picture of me. Born rich, and made even richer with a winning lottery ticket in college along with five of the best friends a guy could ask for, I’ve never wanted for anything in my life.
Except her.
Gorgeous Jazz with that killer body and those big sad eyes. Not a single day has passed when I haven’t thought of the way she looked that night, glowing with pleasure as she submitted to every deliciously wicked torment I inflicted on her.
So when she walks back into my club all these years later, in desperate need of a Daddy’s firm hand, how could I possibly resist?
But Jazz is convinced our lives are too different, our worlds too far apart for forever. One way or another, I’m going to convince my stubborn little girl that the luckiest thing to ever happen to me was falling in love with her.
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