All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sister: Daddy's Dangerous, Baby Girl : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Fuck!" I allowed myself to succumb to the panic and threw my head in my hands as I sat down behind my desk in my office that morning. Last night was a very long time coming. It was all I could do to play it off like I was unfazed on the drive to work with Olivia seated right next to me. Why the fuck couldn't I stop myself from taking the bait? Every time she flirted, I flirted right back. Only last night we went one step too far and the rules changed. It wasn't harmless anymore because I stuck my dick in her like a fucking dumbass. Daring her to tell Will wasn't my finest hour either. It was just that when she implied that last night was something to be ashamed of, my fucking brain left the building. Me. Fucking Harmon Chancellor. Mr. Inconsequential himself. Until Macy, pussy was just pussy. Olivia wasn't just pussy though. She was a Hunter. My found family. I would take a bullet for her. Only now I was the very thing she needed protecting from. I fucked up and knew it. I should

"Come now Miss Hunter, be a good girl for me. You need to stay upright if I'm going to fuck you the way you like it," he whispered, lips pressed up against my cheek as his arm wrapped around my middle to steady me. "What happened to it won't happen again?" I whimpered, struggling to get the words out as his thumb hooked into my thong. He dragged it slowly first down one thigh then moved over to the other. "What choice do I have, Olive? If I don't fuck you, you'll never be satisfied. I rather hoped last night had done the job, but here you are, trying to ruin my life for dick," he seethed, pulling the rug out from under me with the sudden change in atmosphere. "How many more times do you want it, baby girl? How much do I need to fuck you so you'll stop fucking with me?" "Get over yourself, you dick. I'm not fucking going for you after the way you rejected me this morning," I sassed him, the rage I had been wrestling with exploding out of me as tears prickled at my eyes. I tried to

His words were sobering. They left no room for argument. It should be illegal, the way he mocked every man in his vicinity, knowing he was drop dead gorgeous and they were all just boys compared to him. "I tried that earlier today, remember? You refused to stick it into me," I said, puckering my lips and blowing him a kiss before bending to his will and sliding into my seat. He slammed my door closed and jogged over to the driver's seat. Now sitting next to me, he calmly approached me. His whole body turned towards me and he leaned in. "Ouch," I said, wiping away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. Genuine concern flooded my body, despite Harmon having bled far worse for me in similar situations."You've got to stop showing up like this. You'll make me think I still have a shot, daddy."I said this to him, eyes closed, on the brink of dozing off as I grabbed onto his tie and pulled him towards me. For better or worse, no matter what was going on between us, I was safe

"Sorry. No clean clothes here since Macy demanded I stop having a drawer here. You don't mind me borrowing your shirt, do you daddy? You weren't using it anyway," said Olivia, looking up at me with tired eyes, batting her eyelashes innocently before she dragged her fingers down my naked chest and abs, licking her lips as her eyes followed the movement of her hand down my muscular build. It was a morning thing. That was what I told myself as I looked down at her wrapped up in my arms in my bed, in nothing but my shirt with only two buttons done up. Thinking it best not to inspire any additional flirtation, I tried not to tell her I was the one that put my shirt on her last night. Instead, I withdrew my arms from around her and turned my back on her, hoping to hide the morning wood I was sporting. "I swear you still had your bra on when I put that shirt on you, Miss Hunter," I said, outing myself, the blood in my dick clearly impairing the function of my brain despite my best intenti

All the distance in the world between us couldn't erase that kiss. Olivia's soft lips barely landed on mine before I pulled away. It was a five second kiss, but here I was three hours later, touching my fingertips to my lips. Like some seven year old who just kissed his crush for the first time. Her naked body. Her moans. Her coming undone for me. Her pleas to come with me. Our night together. All of it fell away with every unanswered call to Macy.But Olivia's lips on mine? Those bambi eyes? The moment she asked me for more. My last moments with her before I left for the airport. This my mind wouldn't let me bury. That I couldn't chalk up to the involvement of my horny dick. "Peanuts?" the air hostess asked, coming to a standstill with her cart at my seat on the plane. "This is first class on a Hunter Airways plane. We don't do—" I began, then stopped short as her distinct Italian accent finally rang a bell, yanking me out of my brooding. "Too