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STORY 2: RIDE ME IN THE BACKSEAT, DRIVER DADDY 1

Author: Zoey Quinn
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 05:46:37

CHAPTER 1

Lila Beaumont’s life was a glittering cage of excess, and I loved every second of teasing the bars. At twenty, I had Daddy’s black card, a walk in closet bigger than most people’s apartments, and the kind of body that turned heads without trying long legs, perky tits, and an ass that looked criminal in designer skirts. But boredom was my real enemy.

That’s why I fixated on him: Dominic Kane, my father’s 47-year-old personal driver. Ex military, sharp jaw like it was carved from stone
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