Crave Me, Daddy’s Good Girl
The thought of that little bastard I adopted bargaining with her father’s life makes me want to lose my mind.
She looks up at me suddenly, eyes glassy. “Do you think I’m worthy of being loved?” I set my glass down, move closer, and cup her face gently with both hands.
“Cariño,” I say, voice low, “you are worth far more than that boy ever deserves. And tonight, I’m going to show you exactly how much.”
She hesitates, then nods.
“My name’s Veronica…” she starts, then laughs under her breath, a little breathy sound. “Veronica Harper. I’m—uh—23. Medical student at Horizon.”
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