Daddy Demanding (Forbidden Pleasures Island, #3)

He calls me his little doll. His favorite toy. His one true obsession.

For months, I’ve been unable to shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I assumed it was the police, tracking my illegal dealings in those dark New York alleys.

But it wasn’t a cop.

It was someone far, far worse.

He dresses me as he pleases. Forces me to perform for him and the other devilish inhabitants of this godforsaken island.

Whatever he demands, I give. Hoping that if I’m a good girl, maybe, just maybe this man I’ve come to know as Daddy will find it in his heart to return me home.

But with every passing day, I become less and less convinced that he even has a heart… unless you count the one I have reluctantly placed in his hands.