Reclaiming His Submissive
Reclaiming His Submissive
“What the hell had just happened? He scrubbed his hands over his face several times and refocused on the gleaming tabletop. The fucking collar was still there. After weeks of missed dates and out-of-town trips, he’d set everything aside to put all of his focus on Harper for a long delayed and much needed scene between submissive and Dominant.
And she’d fucking taken off his collar with tears running down her cheeks. The stricken, tragic look on her face had frozen him in place and put every self...-preservation instinct into hyper drive. It was his stupid reaction that allowed her out of his apartment for even a second. She was probably halfway to the lobby by now.
Alex shoved his chair back, lunged for the house phone and pressed the button for his concierge.
“Yes, Mr. Woodman, how can I help you this evening?”
“Ms. Harper is on her way down. Make sure she doesn’t leave the building before I can rejoin her,” he barked.
After a slight pause, Charlie answered. “Yes, sir.”
Alex threw down the phone, rushed to the elevator and depressed the down button several times, impatience flooding through him.MoreLess
And she’d fucking taken off his collar with tears running down her cheeks. The stricken, tragic look on her face had frozen him in place and put every self...-preservation instinct into hyper drive. It was his stupid reaction that allowed her out of his apartment for even a second. She was probably halfway to the lobby by now.
Alex shoved his chair back, lunged for the house phone and pressed the button for his concierge.
“Yes, Mr. Woodman, how can I help you this evening?”
“Ms. Harper is on her way down. Make sure she doesn’t leave the building before I can rejoin her,” he barked.
After a slight pause, Charlie answered. “Yes, sir.”
Alex threw down the phone, rushed to the elevator and depressed the down button several times, impatience flooding through him.MoreLess
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