Say You Love Me (Billionaire Erotic Romance) by Evangeline Fox

Author:Evangeline Fox [Fox, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Climax
Published: 2016-11-01T18:30:00+00:00

She's The Boss

Femdom BDSM Erotica

Dalia Daudelin

There's one thing that I've learned, in the last 41 years, 3 months, and 12 days. I learned that there's nobody out there looking to give you anything, I learned that men only want in your pants and to be left to their own devices, and I've learned that men don't like their women to be "bulldogs." Oh, hit's not always that term they use.

It's the most crass I've heard. But the idea is always there, at the edge of their minds, that I've been too aggressive, too power-hungry, too pushy. Too much for them. I got sick of it with my second husband, who was only there for the money.

I would say I threw myself back into my job, but I had never left. I threw myself into my job when I was seventeen and starting out with money I'd borrowed under an assumed name. I threw myself into my job when I got my first Government contract for a road in Pennsylvania. I threw myself into my job when I got my first six-figure check.

I never stopped throwing myself into my job, not when I met Greg, not when Greg turned out to be fucking the cabana boy, not when Greg left claiming I had no heart at all. I didn't stop when I met James. I didn't stop when he told me he was sick of my late nights. I didn't stop when one night when I came home, he wasn't there, just a note and a can of peanuts.

James was a sweet one. I'd always loved Peanuts. It had been hard not to snack on them during meetings for a while, when I was still young, but I broke that habit too. I didn't realize anyone knew how much I liked them, not until James left and seemed to think that was all I needed to keep myself together.

I kept myself together alright, but that was five years ago. I don't hate work, but as much as I am embarrassed to admit it, I don't feel like the job needs me any more. I finally put the finishing touches on it.

I can realistically call Jane and ask her to give me the news for the day, send out a memo to the people who needed to hear my instructions, and play a round of golf. The safety nets are in place that if I needed to go kick some ass, I would find out a week before. And now I'm learning something new: A woman, even a woman who was described as acting "like a man" by her peers when they thought she wasn't around to hear, has certain biological needs. Not just sex. I wanted a child.

I'd been drinking the night before I realized exactly what it was. Woke up with a splitting headache and a dildo lying on the bed beside me where I'd apparently left it. I couldn't remember all that well, but it hit me like lightning: When I die, that's it.

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