Цикл книг «Stonebridge Daddies Series» — 5 книг

Good Girl. Two words I never thought I’d crave to hear, but I’ll do anything to hear them over and over again.

Olivia

My last relationship taught me one thing: guys suck.

When I met my new boss, Aiden West, I was ass broke with a bruised heart and shattered self-esteem.

Strapped for cash with limited hours at the cafe left me no choice but to apply for a job I had zero qualifications for, but I was hired on the spot.

Determined to get back on my feet and pick up the broken pieces of my life, I told myself that I wouldn’t get involved in another relationship. That was until Aiden West became my boss and my daddy.

Good Girl. Two words I never thought I’d crave to hear, but I’ll do anything to hear them over and over again.

Olivia

My last relationship taught me one thing: guys suck.…

His name was Carter Castle.
He needed an heir.
He said I’m his Good Girl.
He said he wants to breed me.

As the saying goes: Two steps forward, one step back, but in my life, it was more like five back.

My list of problems was long. I couldn’t keep my head above water from money to a brother in jail. When my friend Mallory suggested I become an escort, I wanted to slap her, but the more she talked, the more I realized I had no choice. I sucked it up and agreed to put myself up for sale.

It should be easy. One date. One night.
I was naive, though, because when I came to face to face with my client, I knew it would be anything but easy.

His name was Carter Castle.
He needed an heir.
He said I’m his Good Girl.
He said he wants to breed me.

As the saying goes: Two steps forward, one step back, but in my life,…

I was falling hard for an off-limits man. A man twenty years older than me. A man who was my best friend’s dad.
Losing your best friend, the one who knew you inside and out, was hard.

But finding out you have feelings that run deep for your best friend’s dad was even harder.

Everything happened so fast, and the only thing I remember was seeing a thirty-eight-year-old man staring me down with hunger in his eyes on my eighteenth birthday.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to want Hunter.

But the truth was that I did want him, and I knew he wanted me too.

I was falling hard for an off-limits man. A man twenty years older than me. A man who was my best friend’s dad.
Losing your best friend, the one who knew you inside and out, was…

The first rule of being a "working girl" was don't fall in love. The second rule was don’t get pregnant.

They say life moves pretty fast when you’re having fun, but no one told me life moves even faster when you’re fresh out of a crappy relationship with a bankruptcy looming over your head.

At 25 years old I had everything I wanted until the floor gave out leaving me with zilch to my name and a tender bruised ego.

I needed to get back on my feet, and the opportunity presented itself when a 5’7 blond haired woman walked into my failing cupcake shop. She oozed success and I wanted it. I needed it.

I’ve always been a simple girl, with a simple life so when she told me the crispy Benjamins in her wallet came from her escorting gig I nearly choked, but in all honesty, I needed the gig. Bad.

She assured me the agency was upscale and the clients creme de la creme. I only had to remember two simple rules. Don’t fall in love and don’t get pregnant.

Guess I didn’t get the memo.

Carrying his baby should have been the happiest time in my life. Except I've kept this secret for seven months.

It was time to let him know, except there was one problem. I had no idea how to find him.

The first rule of being a "working girl" was don't fall in love. The second rule was don’t get pregnant.

They say life moves pretty fast when you’re having fun, but no one told…

One night, one dare and a game with a man who would risk it all to take what was his.

What do three eighteen-year-old girls do on a Thursday night when no one’s home?

They play a simple game of truth or dare. Except, there was nothing simple about mine.

With my dad out of work, no money in the bank, and a depleted college fund, things were looking pretty dire when it came to my college education and future.

I picked dare, and my friend laid out the terms. All I had to do was go on cam, make some money, and log off. Easy, considering I could use the funds.

But then he came online, and I knew my little one-time cam stunt would be anything but easy because he wanted to play a game, and I wanted to play along.

I thought our one-time interaction would be the last time I would ever see his face and hear his voice, but I was wrong.

Because he showed up on my doorstep four days later, ready and willing to take what was his, but there was one problem. He was my dad’s worst enemy and old enough to be my father.

One night, one dare and a game with a man who would risk it all to take what was his.

What do three eighteen-year-old girls do on a Thursday night when no one’s home?

They…