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Part 3: Daddy's Shy Neighbor Pet

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Chapter 3: Poolside Punishment

The afternoon sun blazed hot and unforgiving two days after the storm. Damien’s sleek black SUV had been gone since early morning, and Bella had convinced herself the coast was clear.

She needed this—some bold, private act of rebellion against her own shyness. After years of hiding her body under baggy clothes to avoid her parents’ critical eyes, she wanted to feel… desired. Powerful. Even if it was just for her own reflection.

Wearing only tiny emerald bikini bo
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