The Good Girl Effect (Salacious Legacy, #1)

by Sara Cate

“This isn’t a punishment. It’s an experiment. I watched your parents’ club save lives, and I’m hoping this one will save yours. “One year. That’s all I ask. After the year is up, you can do what you want. “I’m begging you to give it a shot. “Find your family, and make this your home.

And just like that, the Legacy is born.

I won’t settle for a life of contentment with someone else just to have a partner. I want fireworks and magic. I want to stare into someone’s eyes and feel seen. I want to find a soul that matches mine.

I like being alone, I do, but sometimes I wish there was someone next to me whose shoulder I could rest my head on. Someone who would let me hold their hand as we watch the sun set over Paris. Someone who would listen to me tell stories about the trips I took to the basilica as a kid with my father. Someone who would pull me away from the crowds to kiss me under the shade of the tree growing up the side of the hill.

I don’t think everything needs to be perfected as a skill. There’s nothing wrong with just enjoying something for the sake of enjoying it. We don't need to become better at it and certainly not perfect.

I want to know what it feels like to submit. Please. Show me.

So tell me. Are you still curious?

So tell me. Are you a man of your word? Or was this all talk?

“You are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” Silently, I nod, making him crack a smile. It’s the most warmth he’s ever given me, and I’m hungry for more. “You’re playing with fire, you know that? I can’t seem to say no to you, although I should.”

“Good girl,”

“I’d cover you in rope and put you on display like my own little masterpiece.”

But with Camille, it’s different. She gives me the control and the emotional connection. She lets me dominate her, but I swear she lets me feel so safe with her at the same time.

Someone will think you’re perfect—flaws and all.

When I say you’re perfect, I don’t mean that perfection defines you. I mean you define perfection.”

“I chose you because you are perfect in every way. You are perfect to me. You are everything I have ever wanted and will ever want, and I chose you as my date tonight because as long as you are in the room, I see no one else. Understand?”

“Good girl,” I mumble. “Good fucking girl.”

It’s more than just I love you. It’s…I want you forever.

I know you brought that letter to my house that day to return it, but I’d like to believe you were brought here by something stronger. Maybe it was fate or divine intervention. Or maybe you took one look at the photo and saw a man who needed you. And I did. To be honest, I still do. I need your stubborn will and fiery temper. I need your strength and your wisdom. I need the laughter and joy you bring to my life. Bea and I both do.