I command boardrooms.
Billion-dollar mergers bend to my spreadsheets and sharp suits.
Control isn't just my job.
It's who I am.
The armor I've forged against a world that chews up ambitious women.
But late nights bleed into reckless silences.
Overdue files tremble in my grip as I step into his office.
The building empties. Fluorescent buzz fills the void.
His voice cuts through. Low. Unyielding.
And suddenly, denial cracks.
I find myself sliding to my knees beneath that massive polished oak.
Hidden. His thighs framing my surrender. Fabric hushes over heated skin.
He doesn't touch with tenderness.
He claims.
A hand fists my hair. Pulls just enough to arch my back.
"Stay," he murmurs, that husky edge betraying the hunger he locks away from everyone else.
I told myself it was merger stress. Deadlines warping my mind.
Lies.
This man unravels me glance by glance. Turns my defiance into throbbing obedience right where discovery would shatter everything.
Every stolen moment pulses with the thrill of ruin.
Boardroom echoes our secret. His desk shields my gasps as he takes what I crave to give.
My reputation. Hard-won deals. Self I barely recognize.
All dangle over that fluorescent-lit abyss.
Yet pulling away feels like ripping out my own spine.
What terrifies me most?
Not getting caught.
It's realizing I might beg for more even if it buries me.
A full-length submission secret MaleDom erotic romance featuring a control-obsessed merger specialist and her unyieldingly dominant boss.
