Billionaire Romance: Strike to the Heart (New Adult College Second Chance Age Play Older Man Younger Woman Romance) (Contemporary BBW BDSM Wealthy Rich Alpha Male Hero Short Stories)

Billionaire Romance: Strike to the Heart (New Adult College Second Chance Age Play Older Man Younger Woman Romance) (Contemporary BBW BDSM Wealthy Rich Alpha Male Hero Short Stories) by Grace Rawson

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opens her eyes all the way up. She tries to sit up and almost succeeds before the pain in the back of her head gets to her. Falling back with a groan, she puts a hand to the back of her head and feels a bandage.
                  “Sorry that I had to cut your hair, but you had a pretty nasty cut on the back of your head where Grum hit you.”
                  “You cut my hair?” She feels around on her scalp and sure enough she only has hair on the top of her head. “Why is my hair like this?”
                  “I had to cut the back so I could get to the wound on you scalp. I figured that you would not want it left that way, so I styled it in the manner of our warrior women.”
                  “A mohawk? Really?”
                  “Yes. We have very few warriors that are women these days, but they still cut their hair in this way.”
                  “Great. I’ve got a mohawk.”
                  “I am sorry that you are not pleased with the haircut, but what is done is done and there is nothing that can change it. Would you like to sit up and try to drink something?”
                  “Yeah.”
                  “Let me help you.”
                  Jamie begins to sit up on her own, but the Astara is there in a flash and holding her back with his strong arms. Her head swims as she sits up, but she manages to stay sitting up. Bol walks over to a small fridge at the opposite end of the room and opens it. When he comes back he has a drink in a can. From the looks of the can it is some kind of really old soda, but her mouth is very dry and she is in no position to scoff at the drink. She takes the can and holds it high.
                  “Beggars can’t be choosers.” She drinks deeply and is surprised to find that the soda is still carbonated.
                  “That they cannot. Especially if they are Astaran beggars and inside the walls of the Camp Venogar.”
                  Suddenly, Jamie realizes exactly where she is and how badly these aliens have been treated over the last twenty years. She holds the can out and studies it for a moment. “I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier Bol. I forget my manners sometimes. Thank you very much for the drink.”
                  “Do not apologize. It is how I am used to being treated by humans.”
                  “Please don’t think we are all like that. We aren’t. I for one think that keeping you and your people in these camps is a disgusting misuse of power by the government. Let alone a criminal act. I truly am sorry.” She holds out a hand. “My name is Jamie Gettner and I am a reporter with the Gazette.”
                  “Long life to you Jamie Gettner of the Gazette. I am Bol previously of Sendara now of Camp Venogar.”
                  Jamie shakes his hand and takes another drink of the soda. As she drinks she looks around Bol’s home. It seems to just consist of one room with a kitchenette and a curtain for the bathroom area. He catches her looking around and waves a hand around the room.
                  “It isn’t much, but as you said before, ‘Beggars cannot be choosers.’ It serves me well enough and it keeps the rain and snow out.”
                  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so blatant.”
                  “Worry not Jamie Gettner. You are a reporter. Your job is to look at things from every angle, is it not?”
                  “Yes, it is I suppose.”
                  “Are you hungry?”
                  “Not at the moment, but I am sleepy.”
                  “Wait here one moment.” Bol gets up out of his seat and walks to the back of the room. He opens a door that Jamie assumed led to the outside, but to her surprise it leads

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