The Art Of Submissive Survival - Book Two In The Perfect Submissive Trilogy - Plot & Excerpts
The bruises she’d received the previous day were blooming across her flesh, and a matching flush of shame covered her face as she saw Lee hasten past her office door. Switching her computer on, Jess daren’t lift her eyes from the screen, not wanting to accept the quiet need she had recognised in Lee’s expression. A need she had glimpsed gaping back at her from her reflection in the bathroom mirror that morning. As Jess blindly stared at an email request for an accommodation booking, she nervously wondered where Mrs Peters was. There was a fascinating darkness surrounding her boss, something dangerous and new, and she feared, addictive. Jess had no doubt that she should get a million miles away from her; from the whole place. Yet here she was, back at her desk, her pulse hammering a little too fast, and her palms clammy, as if she was waiting for something to happen, which if she was honest with herself she was. Forcing herself to concentrate on the monitor, Jess did her best to close her mind to the events that had dominated her brief period of employment at the Fables.
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