I swallowed hard. “Teach me the things that bad girls like.”
“Oh, my sweet, little bunny, I’ll teach you lots of things, but I won’t make you a bad girl…” 
He smirked and pinned me to the bed, causing me to arch my back, whilst peering down at me with a smoldering gaze.
“I’ll make you MY good girl,” he promised instead.

***

I was a good girl my whole life. 
When I found out my fiance cheated on me, banging my sister right after he secured my family’s investment, suddenly, I didn't want to be a good girl anymore, so I went to his father.

Ellis Peterson never cared to be in a relationship. Rumors said that he had an extraordinary hold on women. He led me to his personal playpen, a "dungeon" filled with toys. I just never thought that I would become one of his toys.

Daddy Dominant's Good Girl is created by Reina Bellevue, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Daddy Dominant's Good Girl

I woke up with a sneeze, turning over on a dusty old mattress. My head was pounding as I wiped my eyes, I noticed something white and flaky on my fingers, like a powder. It was plaster dust. 


I smelled the must and dust where I was. It was a little too dark to see, so I reached out with my hand. My fingers brushed against a soft fabric as I moved, it was a blanket. 


It seemed to be one of those big blankets I’d seen people put over old furniture. I waited for my eyes to adjust to my dim surroundings wondering where I was. The last thing I remembered was confronting Carl and Bethany and then blacking out. 


As my eyes adjusted I realized that I was in an attic. It was the only place old furniture like that was kept. 


I wiped more plaster dust off of my face so that I could see better. It was still very dim, but I could see in the low light coming from a small window. What time was it?


Chapter 170: Olivia In The Attic