“You’re mine, Lily. I don’t care about your age or your past. You belong to me now.”
William looked deep into my eyes with that smoldering stare, and I melted into his arms as his lips pressed down on my neck.
It no longer mattered that he was old enough to be my father, or that he was my friend’s dad. All that mattered was that he was about to consume me.
And I would let him.

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In the world of art and love, Lily and William's passionate journey unfolds. As Lily's paintings captivate the globe, their love is tested by a vengeful ex-wife and a dangerous art thief. Together, they navigate fame, deception, and the power of their shared dreams. A gripping tale of resilience and the bond between two hearts, will their love survive the shadows threatening to consume them?

Billionaire Daddy’s Little Artist is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Billionaire Daddy's Little Artist

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I tore away from the Louvre museum in haste after I watched Lily walk away just a few moments ago. I hated that we had fought. I should have given her a chance to explain herself and why she thought it would be best to help the Directorate of Territorial Security in apprehending Jean Laurent. 


She must understand that this seedy man had no business being around her any longer than he had been. This is why I had been so serious with her, but perhaps harsh was a better word. I looked around the gardens knowing she had come this way. She must be somewhere around here.


I searched high and low wondering if she had made her way to the road. She was nowhere in sight. Fuck. Shit. I clenched my fists in anger. Where did she go?


Chapter 65 : Help From An Old Friend