Chapter 1
Olivia’s POV
“Daddy, please, it was just a little thing, that black lace set with the tiny straps that dig into my skin just right, making me feel all naughty and exposed every time I move. You know I can’t resist stuff like that, especially when I think about how you’d react seeing me in it, your eyes getting that hungry look.”
I twisted in the passenger seat, pressing my thighs together as the car hummed along the highway away from the mall, the stolen bag crinkling softly under my jacket.
My heart raced with that mix of thrill from pulling it off and the knot of anxiety building because I knew Mr. Liam had spotted me.
He always did, his sharp eyes missing nothing, especially not when it came to me acting out.
The way his fingers tightened on the steering wheel told me ev
