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The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

Molly Harper has always been considered a wild child. Not that she was ever really crazy. But she could be called rash at times. This was a quality that has gotten her into a few scrapes. Thankfully, she has always had someone she could rely on to help her out. Even if he does grumble about her irresponsibility. But during her summer vacation from college, she has finally gotten the chance to get out from underneath the watchful eye of her unwarranted protector, Scott Monroe. In the romantic, beautiful city of Paris, no less. But when her rash, passionate decisions landed her right in Scott’s lap, she knew her life was changing forever. Scott was not looking to work with his father’s company any longer than he had to. Just long enough to show him that he was able to make what his father called “adult decisions”. His dream was to open a club in the heart of Denver and be his own boss, business owner. In order to do that, he needed his father's help and money. But when Molly is literally kneeling in front of him, looking up at him with those sexy, defiant eyes, he would forget his plans every time. Molly is determined to not let Scott ruin another fun and exciting adventure. Until she realizes that Scott is exactly the person she needs to show her this new lifestyle that she has found. Scott just wanted to keep her safe until he could find someone to take care of her. If there was someone that lived up to his standards, that is.

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100 Chs

Chapter 79: Best Unspoken

-Molly's POV-

Immature?! SCOTT thought I was being immature?! I curled my hands into tightly balled fists, imagining them going into his handsome all-too-perfect nose. But I maintained… who was being immature now? I scoffed.

Gritting my teeth so hard I swore I heard them crack, I forced a broad, twisted smile on my lips.

“Soo… you think I’m being immature?” I asked in a surprisingly calm voice. “Very well… I guess, I’ll take my overly dramatic teenage self and leave you alone. Good night, Scott.”

A hand reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me to a stop before I could take more than a few steps.

“Damn it, Molly! Knock this stupid crap off!” Scott snapped.

Molly pulled back. “Ohhh… so I’m being STUPID now!”

“That’s not what I said! Stop twisting my words! You are being chil—” Scott cut his words off as if he knew what would happen if he finished it.