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

Scott had lost his mind; I was sure of it. He honestly expected me to recite something after just hearing it once. 


"What happens when I do?" I asked, my voice trembling. 


"When you repeat my rules perfectly three times, then I will allow you to cum for me, baby girl," Scott told me. 


He sounded so rational... so calm, and that was pissing me off even more. I gritted my teeth to try to keep a hold of my temper. However, it wasn't working as well as I had hoped. 


"And tell me, oh high and mighty Master, how do you expect me to recite them perfectly when I have only heard them once," I asked as sweetly as I could. 


"Oh, baby girl," he crooned softly. "I don't." 


Chapter 41: Distractions