Forbidden Love Series (SubmissiveRomance) Complete Collection by Lucia Jordan Page B

pain in his chest would subside just a little, just enough so he could take a deep breath without it hurting. He’d gone to the club every single night on the slight possibility that Olivia might be there looking for him. She wasn’t. She hadn’t tried to call either. Of course he had told her to go, to get out of his life. Could he really blame her for not calling?
    Dean slowed to a walk as he came into town. Old man Gary was on the corner with his little newsstand and concessions. Dean stopped and bought a bottle of water, which he took a long drink of. “How’s it going today, Gary?”
    “Could be better and could be worse.” Gary laughed. “Why are you out in the rain?”
    “I needed to work off some excess energy.” More like pain, anger, and sexual frustration. To him all those emotions were just blending together to make him a miserable fucker.  “Thanks for the water. Have a good day.” Dean waved and turned to jog away when something caught his eye.
    It was Women’s Life and World Magazine. He’d never paid attention to that specific magazine before, but today, Olivia’s beautiful face was on the cover with a headline that read: How My Master Changed My Life, a submissives story. Dean plucked it from the rack and flipped it open until he came to the article. Then he stood there and read it.
    To most, BDSM is a freakish lifestyle, one that revolves around kinky sexual acts, multiple partners, and disrespect to women. Well, I’m here to tell you that most people are wrong. Recently, I had the pleasure of becoming a submissive to a wonderful, caring, and considerate Master. Even though our time together was brief, he opened my eyes to a whole new world, a world that is built on trust, communication, mutual respect, and most importantly, love. For the short time that I was with my Master, I felt more secure and loved than I’d ever felt in my entire life. This is my story, from the humble beginning to the bittersweet ending.
    It was a Friday night and I was sent to Allegiant, a BDSM club on the outskirts of town…
    The article continued for a full three pages, but Dean didn’t need to read anymore.  He knew how it would end. And he was determined to re-write the ending to better suit him. He pulled a bill from his pocket, handed it to Gary, and then ran home as fast as he could with the magazine clutched firmly in his hands.
    ***
    Olivia fumbled to get her ringing cell phone from her purse. It was Tracy. Great, what did she want? “Hello?”
    “Thanks to your article, the magazine is selling at a new record pace. It’s been on shelves less than twelve hours and we’ve already sold over a million copies! You’re brilliant, Olivia, simply brilliant! I want to do another feature. This time from a Dom’s perspective. So, I want you to call your Master and—”
    “No,” Olivia interrupted. “I’m sorry, Tracy, but I can’t do that.” She wasn’t about to tell her why, so she said, “For personal and professional reasons, he wants to stay anonymous.”
    “I don’t care. If he doesn’t want to do it, then find another one who will. Surely your Master has other Master friends, right?” Tracy laughed at her own joke. Olivia didn’t find it funny.
    “Get Brandon to do it.” Then Olivia hung up. Because of Tracy and because of this stupid job, Olivia’s life had been turned upside down. There was no way Tracy or this magazine was going to get any more of Olivia’s time or her life. She didn’t care if she got fired over it. Tracy needed to realize that she couldn’t mess with people’s lives just so she could sell a few million magazines.
    Frustrated, Olivia decided to go to the gym and renew her membership. She needed something to help pass the time. She grabbed her purse, flung the strap over her shoulder, opened the front door, and then stopped cold.
    “Hello, Olivia.”
    “Dean?” As much as she didn’t want to be, she knew she had to be dreaming. She blinked her eyes several