Daddy’s Prize – The Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:

Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)

Rachel: I didn’t belong at that club. I swear, I was only there because they offered a *huge* prize to the winner of the wet t-shirt contest, and I needed the money. The problem is that I forgot to wear a bra that day. Yeah, whoops! Soon my generous assets were out for everyone to see, but one man wanted to claim them all for himself.

Damon: The curvy girl was a little flustered at first, but soon, she took to the stage like a mare in heat. Rachel began dancing and prancing with the best of them, making those luscious curves shake. And after that generous figure was doused with water? Game over because I was determined to give her the grand prize in person: a baby, courtesy of me!

Hey Readers – Rachel and Damon meet under illicit circumstances, but that isn’t going to stop the alpha male from possessing the curvy girl. Damon’s the head of security at the club, but is he too commanding, too zealous, and too controlling in his quest to protect the sassy woman? Read and find out! This is a follow-up to Pregnant By My Stepbrother, but all my books are standalone and do not need to be read in order. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always an HEA for my readers. You’ll love it, I promise! Xoxo, Cassie

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My professor dismisses class ten minutes before it’s scheduled to end, but nobody’s complaining. I gather my notebook, my binder, and my pencils as everyone else files out of the classroom, eager to get the weekend started. I’m a bit jealous of my classmates’ carefree attitudes, and their weekend plans which include partying, clubbing, or generally having a good time. By contrast, all I have to look forward to is studying and job hunting. Don’t get me wrong because I appreciate what I have, but when money’s scarce, the only thing I can afford to do is to hit the books for free.

“Hey, you seem a bit out of it today,” a voice interrupts my thoughts.

I look up while zipping my backpack closed. It’s Patty, my only friend at the Wellness Atrium. We’re both taking classes to be physical therapists, but I couldn’t sit with her today because I arrived late.

“Sorry, girlfriend. I’ve had some stuff on my mind.”

She stares at me, her brown eyes unblinking. “Are you thinking of leaving school, Rachel?”

That makes me head jerk up.

“What? No, no!” I say, sending my messy, curly brown hair bouncing around my shoulders. “I love it here. Why?”

“What a relief!” My buddy breaks into a wide smile. “I was worried I was about to lose a friend here. My only friend, I might add.”

I sling my backpack over my shoulder and sigh as we walk out of the classroom.

“I know. We should feel lucky to be here, and I do, but sometimes it gets a little depressing, doesn’t it?” I ask with a wry smile. After all, Patty’s like me. She doesn’t have a lot of cash either, so we’ve bonded over all the free and cheap events in local Prescott.

“So, if it isn’t that, then what’s on your mind?” my friend asks.

I think about how much I want to tell her. I love Patty, but I’m always hesitant to talk about my issues because I don’t want her to worry. Of course, Patty would understand, but I don’t want to heap my misgivings on top of her own and create a huge dumpster fire. But she continues to look at me with those big, brown eyes, and I sigh.

“To be honest, Patty, I’m worried about money. Surprise, surprise. I’ve still got student loans from my undergrad years to worry about and getting a DPT degree will take three years that I really can’t afford.”

It’s true too. My scholarship covers most of my living expenses, but I had to take private loans out to cover my cost of living, and that’s being added to the sum I already owe. When will it stop? I feel like I’m mortgaging off my future as we speak, and that I may never get out from underneath this huge debt burden.

But even more important, what am I going to eat tonight? I skipped breakfast, and lunch was just a granola bar with water. I’ve been trying to avoid thinking about dinner, but now that school’s out, my stomach is rumbling. I wonder if I still have a couple packages of ramen in the back of my cupboard. I’m sure it’s past its sell-by date, but that doesn’t matter at this point. Frankly, I’d be happy with anything that’s chewable.

But then, I realize that Patty’s gone quiet. Oh shit. I have made her depressed. I knew I shouldn’t have opened my big mouth. But then she presses her lips in a firm line, her eyes determined.