DADDY'S DIRTY SECRETS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 25

​"This is a complete scam," my mom announced, staring critically at the gooey, charred mess on the end of her roasting stick.​I actually smiled, pulling my knees up to my chest in my folding chair. "What is?"​"The marshmallows," she sighed, taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully. "Every movie makes it look like this life-changing, magical campfire experience. But it literally just tastes like a regular marshmallow that got shoved in a microwave. It’s exactly the same."​"I told you," I laughed softly.​It was nice, for just a split second, to feel normal. We had never gone camping when I was a kid. My biological father was never the outdoorsy type. He had a lot of demons, and he drank way too much an addiction that eventually caused the car crash that killed him, but he never neglected his responsibilities with me. He made sure I was always taken care of.​I missed him. Especially now, sitting across the fire from the man who had completely taken his place and twisted my entire real

​"You do not own me!" I spat back at him, my chest heaving erratically.​I glared up into his dark eyes. I wanted to push his heavy body off of me, but the terrifying truth was that I was already completely weak for him.​"But I do," Vance growled, his voice completely dropping into absolute authority. "So spread your legs and let me f**k you."​The intense sexual sensation hit my core so hard my vision literally blurred. My pride vanished instantly. I opened my thighs for him, completely surrendering to the dark thrill of obeying him right inside my small tent.​Vance did not waste a single second. He crashed his mouth down onto mine. It was a brutal, savage French kiss. His tongue shoved past my lips, tasting entirely possessive and demanding. He kissed me like he was marking his territory all over again. Then he pulled back just an inch, looking down at me with pure wild dominance, and spit directly into my mouth.​I swallowed it instantly.​The absolutely filthy, degrading action

The second my mom put the SUV in park in our driveway, my hand was already on the door handle.​"I have to go," I blurted out, unbuckling my seatbelt so fast it snapped against the plastic console. "Chloe just texted me. She is having an absolute emergency."​"Harper, wait, what about the bags—" my mom started, completely confused.​"I will unpack them later! Bye!"​I slammed the car door shut before she could finish her sentence. I did not even look at the back window. I knew Vance was sitting back there. I knew those dark, entirely lethal eyes were tracking my every single move, silently promising absolute hell the second he got me alone. I practically sprinted down the sidewalk. I needed to get as far away from that house as physically possible.​I did not stop walking until I reached Chloe’s front porch. I completely bypassed knocking and just walked right through her front door, marching straight up the stairs to her bedroom.​Chloe was laying on her back across her bed, staring