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RIDE ME IN THE BACKSEAT, DRIVER DADDY 2

Author: Zoey Quinn
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 03:37:45

Chapter 2:

The sky outside was bleeding pink and gold, but inside the mansion it was still shadowed and silent except for the furious voice that stopped me cold.

“ Lila Grace Beaumont!” Daddy’s roar echoed off the walls.

He stood at the top of the grand staircase in his silk robe, face purple with rage. “Do you have any idea what time it is? Sneaking out again like some common delinquent!”

I froze, my skimpy black mini dress riding high on my thighs, hair tousled from dancing, lipstick smudged
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