My Boyfriend's Billionaire Daddy

In the midst of a blizzard, Melody is thrust into my life, recently homeless and seeking shelter.

She’s here as my son’s guest and girlfriend…or she was five minutes ago. It makes my blood boil when I personally witness how he refuses to respect what she wants. I didn’t raise him to be a boy who doesn’t understand what ‘no’ means.

So he leaves, and it fills me with sick satisfaction when she breaks up with him.

And Melody…

She may be my son’s ex, but she’s still off-limits…or at least, she’s supposed to be.

She’s too young, too innocent, and I should be nowhere near her.

But…she’s like an itch I can’t scratch. And I’m gonna lose my mind if I don’t have her soon.

I can sense on a primal frequency that whatever I feel isn’t one-sided.

A self-made billionaire, I’m unyielding and possessive. What’s mine is mine. And that’s exactly what Melody is now. She just doesn’t know it yet.

I’m going to have her—body and soul. She won’t just find a house to live in. She’ll find a home…with me. Forever.