SHE'S MY DADDY
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"Yulissa lives in a world of control. As a successful 31-year-old lawyer, she's precise, powerful, and feared in court. But her truest self only comes alive behind closed doors-when she holds complete command over another soul. She's not interested in casual flings or inexperienced boys. That is, until she meets Asher, an 18-year-old college freshman brimming with curiosity, sensitivity, and an aching need to surrender.
Their meeting isn't romantic-it's accidental. She finds him crying quietly outside."
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