All Chapters of Daddy Dominant's Good Girl: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I swallowed hard, his tone nothing short of being a direct order. I got on my hands and knees, arms still shaking from my intense climax. Ellis got off the bed and searched the floor. He returned with a belt. "Let me see your hands," he ordered clearly and firmly. "Yes Master," I obeyed.I sat back, lifting my arms up obediently. He wrapped the belt around my wrists, securing it in a tight figure eight. Then he looped the strap around the headboard and buckled it in place. I had to support my weight on my knees as my arms were suspended from the leather binding on my wrist. "Much better," Ellis growled. I looked over my shoulder as he removed his clothes. My cheeks burned as he looked at me. He was standing at the end of the bed with a full view of my a*s. I was completely vulnerable and exposed, which was embarrassing and exciting all at the same time. Ellis crawled onto the bed on his knees. I could see his long, hardened shaft jutting straight out from his hips and

**Ellis POVI tightened my grip around Carl's fist, narrowing my eyes as he gaped at me. "Close your mouth, you look ridiculous," I snipped. Carl shook his head and pulled away from me. "What are you doing with my girl!?" he snapped. "YOUR girl?" Olivia asked. She stepped up to my side. I grinned, sliding my eyes sideways at her. She had her hands on her hips, glaring at Carl fiercely. "This… is she the reason you cut me off!?" Carl cried, pointing an accusing finger at Olivia. Pushing Carl's hand aside, I stepped between him and Olivia to keep him from pointing at her. "Misrepresenting the Peterson name is why I cut you off. The fact that you did so with Olivia's family was an unfortunate coincidence," I explained smoothly. Carl's hands clenched at his sides, his nostrils flared with each inhale and exhale snorted, and his face was red with rage. "You! My own father! You've stolen what belongs to me!" Carl hissed. I sighed and glanced over my shoulder at O

**Olivia POV"You know me, I don't do anything halfway," he purred, tickling me again with the rose. I plucked the flower from his hands so he couldn't keep torturing me with it. "But, for right now, go and mingle. I have my own rounds to make first," I said, a slight grin on my face. I brought the rose to my face and breathed in its delicious aroma. I curled my toes in my expensive Jimmy Choo's and bit my lower lip. "Very well. Remember you owe me a conversation tonight," he reminded me. He pinched my chin affectionately and stepped away. Air rushed into my lungs and the rest of the world came flooding back to me as he left. When I'd been staring at him, it was like the rest of the world had faded. Now, I was all too aware of the eyes on me. I hid my face in the rose again before glancing at some of my other party guests. Several women my age stared at me with varying glares and dropped jaws. I smiled and gave an innocent wave, causing a few to huff and turn up their nos

My phone wouldn't stop buzzing, preventing me from getting the sleep I so desperately desired. I figured it had to be Carl pestering me, so I went over to my purse and as I pressed the button to turn off the phone, I caught the name 'Bethany' popping up. I stopped and read what her latest message had said. 'Please Olivia, I'm outside waiting for you. I really want to make things right with you. Please, please, please. I owe you an apology and I wanted to say it to your face.'Sighing heavily, I grabbed a pair of slippers and an overcoat to hide my nightgown, bringing my phone with me in case we got locked out of the building at this hour, and headed down to the lobby. I didn't want to do this, but I still cared about Bethany too much to leave her outside unattended; I had to send her home.As I walked outside, I didn't see Bethany anywhere. I took a few steps forward, and noticed a figure that resembled my sister leaning up against a street light, so I continued in that directio

I set the picture down and looked around the rest of the room. My attention was drawn into the smile of the same woman in a large portrait hanging above a vanity. The portrait was encased in an elaborate, gold-gilded frame and took up almost the entire wall. She was posed in a perfectly poised, elegant position, seated with her hands on her lap. The alluring smile on her lips was ever-so-slight. And yet, she was absolutely beautiful. Her face was clear of all blemishes and imperfections. Even though she was dressed simply, the entire effect was charming and even heartwarming. The vanity was painted gold, with an elegant mirror. On top of it there were several pieces of fine jewelry, diamonds, pearls, and sapphires. They were also polished and dust free, like they were waiting to be worn. A bottle of expensive perfume sat on the vanity in a custom-made glass bottle. I recognized the label; It was a perfume by Givenchy that cost well over a few hundred dollars an ounce.This w