She was never supposed to be anything more than my makeup artist…so why can’t I get her out of my mind?
My reputation has always been important. In this business, it has to be. The next role, the next big blockbuster, and being the man every woman wanted depended on it. Until the day everything was taken away from me, leaving me broken and alone.
When my friend asked me to be in his latest movie, I reluctantly accepted. I was drawn to the role and had no idea why…until I laid eyes on Ivy Parrish.
Fresh-faced and doe-eyed, her innocence called to me like a moth to a flame. She gave me hope that I might have found what I’ve been missing all these years: my princess.
I shouldn’t crave her.
I shouldn’t calm down at the sound of her voice.
I shouldn’t let my darkness taint her, putting her at risk just for being near me.
But the moment she called me Daddy, she brought me to my knees, giving us both we desperately longed for. Home.
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