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model, an Adonis so to speak. She tentatively reached out to move a
tendril of dark hair out of the way so she could see his whole
face. Dark lashes created crescent moons, painting him as a
sleeping angel. He looked so peaceful.
    She carefully eased from his grip so she
wouldn't wake him. When she was done using the facilities, he was
sitting up on the bed rubbing the sleep away. His dark eyes met and
searched hers.
    "Hi." She gave a little wave, suddenly shy
as he studied her.
    Agony spread across his face. His expression
was heartbreaking.
    "Cameron, what's the matter? Should I call
the doctor?"
    He rushed to her picking her up and swung
her around. "Whoa, head rush there."
    Burying his face in her hair he repeated her
name over and over again.
    She laughed with him. "Yes, it's me."
    "You found your way back to me, my love." He
kissed her over and over.
    She whispered on his lips, "I will always
find a way back to you, husband."
     
     
    The End
     
     
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    Want to taste the forbidden?

Victoria Carson does. She's had a crush on her boss since he hired
her five years ago. Her promotion to be his personal secretary
fuels her fantasies. But she's not familiar with his sexual
appetite. Her boss introduces her to a whole new world of sexual
desires, enticingly different from her vanilla lifestyle. She's
unsure at first, but Dominic Nox takes the reins.

A true dom, Dominic can't take it anymore; he wants his sweet
little secretary. With the help of his smoldering hot colleague,
Raphael Silver, he leads Victoria in the right direction. His
direction.
    And he'll do everything to ensure she's tied to the
boss.
     
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    Victoria Carson has lived under gorgeous CEO Dominic
Nox’s dominant reign for a full year. They have a true
dominant/submissive relationship. All of her friends have tied the
knot, but Dom hasn’t even said the three words she longs to
hear.
     
    Tired of his incomprehensible attitude, Vicki takes
the reins into her own hands, but is Dom too dominant to relinquish
control? Will he realize the full extent of his feelings or will
Vicki have to let go?
     
    She’s simply tied in knots.
     
     
     
Tied to the Boss
     
By Emma Rider
     
     
    Her breathing hitched. He had been completely
professional with her for the past month. She couldn’t tell if he
was just playful today or if he was truly angry. She took a moment
to search his eyes—the eyes that matched her scarf perfectly.
That’s the reason she gave in and bought it. His heated eyes bored
into hers; she had to clear her throat before speaking, suddenly
feeling intensely hot.
    “Sir?”
    He released her scarf suddenly and went to the mini
bar, pouring himself a generous portion of scotch. “I don’t think
Esther is doing a good job training you.”
    “Sir?”
    He sighed, casually leaning against the bar. “I
really tried to make this work. I tried to remain as professional
with you as I have with Esther, but you’re too much.”
    The long silence grew and she swore she not only
felt but also heard her heart dropping. She held her breath as she
waited to hear what he was going to say next. She gave this company
her blood, sweat and tears and finally ended up in the position she
longed for. She even put her social life on hold to work late and
vigorously through holidays.
    He took a sip of his drink; those blues focused
solely on her. Vicki shifted, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. She
gazed on the floor then peeked up at him. “Am I being fired,
sir?”
    “How long have you been working for me, Ms.
Carson?”
    Vicki gulped. “In this company? Five years. Directly
under you? A month,