Boxed Set: The His Submissive Series Complete Collection (Part One-Part Twelve) by Claire Ava

Author:Claire, Ava [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Tags: Alpha Male, billionaire, alpha male romance, bdsm erotic romance, bdsm romance, billionaire romance
Published: 2013-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

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I pulled my t-shirt over my bare chest and stepped into a pair of jeans. Jacob was still out cold, thank god. I was afraid the sound of my cell rattling would wake him, but he didn’t even stir.

I buttoned my jeans as I bounded down the staircase. I had great timing because the elevator dinged and slid open just as I hit the landing. Billy Meyer, one of the night security guards, stood in the foyer, holding a box of pancake mix and syrup.

“Here you go, Miss Montgomery!” His sun weathered face creased in happiness as he held out the plastic bag.

I took it and fished for cash in my pocket. “You’re a life saver, Mr. Meyer.” I’d decided to surprise Jacob with breakfast, but didn’t want to hoof it all the way to the nearest grocery store. Billy was ending his shift and offered to run and grab me some ingredients and bring them up.

“Call me Billy, please.” He didn’t accept the twenty that I held out. “It was only a couple of bucks. Just consider it a thank you. You’re one of the few people in this building that actually remembers my name.”

I put the bag on the counter and turned back to him. All the guards on staff were nice, but I’d clicked with Billy ever since he’d given a photographer that was hounding me a stern talking to a few weeks ago. He told me that I reminded him of his granddaughter, but I had a feeling that even if I didn’t he would have been my knight in shining armor. He was just that kind of guy.

“How’s Mindy doing?” I asked, remembering his granddaughter’s name.

“Ready for a break, I think,” he said with a chuckle. “She works so hard.” He touched the visor of his hat. “Well, I won’t keep you. If you ever need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask.”

I thanked him again then turned to the kitchen. I had some fruit already cut up; now all I needed was to not burn the penthouse down while I whipped up some pancakes.

The mix was easy enough since all I had to do was add water and surprisingly, I managed to pour in two dollops without making a mega pancake or splattering it all over the place. Not that I couldn’t eat a mega pancake—or a small house. After our first BDSM session in over a month, I felt like I’d just run a marathon. I was spent, physically and emotionally. But I loved it—it was like we’d climbed our Everest, a mountain of all of these trials and tribulations—and now we could finally move forward.

You’re my forever, Leila.

I got goose bumps and couldn’t stop smiling as I flipped the pancakes. My smile broadened when I saw they were a perfect golden brown. I knew that whatever happened, whatever was next, I could face it with Jacob.

“You’re cooking breakfast?” His voice filtered from upstairs, still thick with sleep.

I pointed at him with the spatula. “The best breakfast ever, in fact.

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