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.

The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

The taxi pulled up just outside the club, and for a few moments, I just sat there. The drive to the club hadn’t been long, but my bravery was waning quickly. The last time I was here, I was with Jean-Pierre. For all his failings, the fact that he took control allowed me to ignore my nervousness and just do it. 


But now that this was all on me, I wasn’t sure if it was brave enough to go in. 


“That’s your door, girl,” the driver said in French. 


I stared at him blankly while my mind slowly translated what he said. 


“Oh! Merci,” I replied with a forced smile before shoving myself out of his car. 


I didn’t need a witness to my struggles. 


“Come on, Molly,” I snapped at myself in disgust. “Now is not the time to chicken out.” 


Chapter 30: Back To The Club