Her Once And Future Dom (Club Volare Book 11) by Chloe Cox

Author:Chloe Cox [Cox, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

The thing Simone missed about drinking, right at that moment, was having something to do with her hands. Specifically, something she could do with her hands that would help her not feel like a nervous wreck. A soda water with lime just wasn’t cutting it. And there was only one other thing that would fulfill those requirements, and Holt was, so far, nowhere to be seen.

It was just as well. He was the real reason she was so nervous.

Club Volare on a Friday night was a sight to behold—lots of black silk curtains and private little areas and lighting that looked like torches. Most members came out, some of them in high-fetish wear, some in just sexy-ass clothing, all of them looking to play or watch people play or just catch up with friends. If it wasn’t the hub of high society—yet—it was the hub of the society Simone cared about.

And Simone had mostly avoided it for the many months she and Holt were broken up, because she couldn’t handle seeing him.

We’re still broken up, she reminded herself.

Simone shook her head, as though that could rearrange the thoughts in her skull and somehow make it so that she was not actually still in love with Holt Manning. She hadn’t seen him since the night she went, stupidly, crazily, to his office to demand he do something about Crennel. In retrospect, she had no idea what Holt must have thought. They’d met up at the club later and she’d explained her plans for tonight—and he’d reminded her who was the Dom—but she hadn’t been able to face him since.

She had no idea what she was going to do.

And that was a problem, because she needed to be on her A-game tonight. Because tonight, Simone was going to win Cave Johnson and his magazine over to Club Volare’s side, and undo at least a little of the damage she’d personally wrought on the club she loved so much.

Well, Rose Gideon was going to win him over. If you could call it that.

“How are you, doll?” Rose said as she came over to Simone’s little nook. They’d made plans to meet in one of the cutaway little corners of the club, somewhere where they could observe everyone who entered. And Rose had made an entrance. She was just shy of six feet, red haired, and all Domme. She was one of the first friends Simone had made at the club, at least once Simone had gotten over her initial intimidation. The fact that Rose only took male subs might have helped with that.

“He’s not here yet,” Simone said, and took another sip of her soda. It was disappearing fast.

Rose gave her the once-over as she sank into her plush leather armchair, crossing one leg over the other and somehow making it a Domme move.

“You’re nervous,” Rose observed.

“Of course I’m nervous,” Simone said, and used the excuse to watch the entry again. She wasn’t actually nervous about the party, or the plan. She should have been.

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