“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

I picked at the paint that had dried on my fingers wondering what time it was. Still stuck in this godforsaken shit hole of a basement, my prison felt like it was becoming smaller. My hands were red and pink from the colors I had just used in the painting and I chipped away at my nails nervously. I felt very unsanitary and wished I could have a sink to just wash my hands. I could even wash my hair, which had become slimy and sticky against my scalp.


I had been given a pail to use the restroom, and I felt like it was a manipulative move to remind me I was a caged animal. Jean had come in a few times to check on my work and breathe heavily down my neck. He spared me any encouragement as he dragged me around this basement roughly hoping to get me started on a painting.


Chapter 68 : A Plan