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Can Jessica allow one man to control her again?
After Jessica Williams, 51, escaped an abusive relationship with a sadistic pretend-Dom in her late twenties, she vowed never again to risk getting involved with dominant men. Since then, if she dates, it’s with meek, boring, safe men. She knows they can never satisfy her—but at least they can’t dominate and abuse her.
Estranged from her father, haunted by her past, and filled with fear—can she ever learn to trust again, to love again? But suddenly a decision has to be made. She’s come face-to-face with Aiden Dowling, 54—a confident, attractive Dom, who looks at her like an apex predator eyeing dessert. And he makes it very clear he wants her as his submissive. However, if she accepts, can she believe he won’t abuse that trust?
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Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys Trigger Warning : Domestic Abuse - sexual, mental, physical
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“Ah yes, Ms. Williams. You were to have an appointment with our CEO, Mr. Ward, but unfortunately, he has been called away abruptly. If you’ll just take a seat.”
​Jessica moved to the formal arrangement of single sofas and a low-slung coffee table. She sat down, wondering who on earth she was going to see now. She’d spoken to Mr. Ward yesterday to confirm their appointment, but he had given her no inkling of exactly what the company wanted from her.​
Gazing around, she noticed another bank of elevators here. Soft music played in the background, and as she sat trying to remember the song, she was called.
​“Ms. Williams. This way, please.”
​Jessica stood and following the guarding woman, approached a set of huge double doors. The PA opened one and ushered her inside. The inner sanctum at last, Jessica thought, trying not to giggle as she passed the woman, thanking her, and entered the vast room.​
“Ah, Ms. Williams.”​
A man stood.​Jessica felt it immediately as he moved from behind an enormous desk to stand in front of her, his hand outstretched. He almost prowled toward her, and as she grasped his hand, she felt a tingle of electricity.​
“Lovely to meet you.” His voice was deep, rich, and very sexy. “I’m Aiden Dowling.”​
She licked her lips as she shook his hand and said, “Hello.”​
She had the sudden urge to take the pins holding the tight severe bun in place and shake her hair free, to undo the buttons on her crisp white shirt. He was sex in the flesh and she was reacting all the way from her toes to her hair. Between her legs, a sudden ache developed.
​Aiden Dowling towered over her. He had to be about six foot eight or nine. She knew from his written description on the company website he was fifty-four, but seeing him, he looked younger.
​His body had the grace of a well-toned athlete. His hair was cut short at the back and sides, but the top was longer with a cowlick that fell forward. She had the urge to brush it from his forehead. His face had a rugged beauty, a chiseled jaw, and a firm chin. Although he was clean-shaven, there was a hint of a five o’clock shadow.
This man wasn’t classically handsome, but instead he exuded power, strength, and confidence.
Oh, did she mention sex? Lots of sex.
​But his eyes held Jessica spellbound.​They were pale green, and as he stared at her, Jessica had the impression they saw her as she truly was. They tore past the cool facade she wore, and instead delved deep into her soul.
​It shook her.​
The power he exuded on so many levels—business, confidence, domination, and sexuality.​This man would take no prisoners. He would overpower any opposition. He would stalk his prey and make them his own. And Jessica knew instantly she had just become his prey.
​© Suzy Shearer 2025
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A REELSHORT Original Story
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Contemporary Romance Featuring:
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High Drama Star-Crossed Lovers Revenge Tortured Hero Enemies to Lovers
And a Devastating Secret That Threatens These Lovers
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BLURB:
There was a time when Caroline would’ve done anything for her former sweetheart, Eric Martin.
That’s why she agreed to marry him.
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Six years ago, Caroline faced a dire ultimatum from Eric’s mother. Marry Eric, and Stacy—Eric’s conniving girlfriend—gets the life-saving operation she needs. Out of love, Caroline agreed, hoping that in time, she and Eric would be able to rekindle the spark they once shared.
But that hope was in vain. Since that fateful day, Eric has harbored nothing but brutal resentment for Caroline; the last six years of marriage have been a nightmare.
As their marriage descends deeper into emotional warfare, Caroline receives a shocking, tragic diagnosis of her own.
While Caroline quietly prepares for the end, an all-too-familiar face returns—with a devastating secret to reveal.
With time running out, the question remains: Will Eric finally see Stacy for who she is, or will everything fall apart before Caroline’s last breath?
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EXCERPT:
If I could run away from Stacy without looking like a loser, I would, wanting only to put the past behind me forever.
Slugging her would also be great for all the shit she brought into my life.
Steeled against whatever she intends to dish out, I face her, my emotions hidden behind indifference I’d show an annoying stranger.
I lift my chin and look down my nose at her. “Were you speaking to me?”
She blinks at my cold tone and question, her confidence shaken.
Score one for me.
“Uh… yeah.” Her smile wobbles, confusion in her eyes. “I didn’t expect to see you here so I said hi.” She laughs self-consciously. “Hi. Long time no see, right?”
I frown. “Do I know you?”
Another blink. Her cheeks redden. I suppose with the same embarrassment I felt around her. Eric, too, when they pawed each other or kissed in my presence.
“Yeah, we do know each other.” She clears her throat. “It’s me, Stacy.”
I don’t react.
Frowning, she speaks through her teeth. “Stacy Hill.”
I pretend to think about that then shrug. “No wonder I didn’t recognize you. You’ve changed.”
“What?” Hand to her chest, she titters. “No I haven’t. I’m the same old Stacy. Looking as good as ever.”
“If you say so.”
She wrinkles her nose. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
God, I love yanking her chain. Despite my urge to simply lie down, I put on the act of my life. “Your hair’s thinner than I recall.” I drag my gaze down her then up. “You’ve also gained weight.”
She steps back. “The hell I have.”
“Don’t worry. Six years will do that to some women.”
Pure hatred for me flashes in her eyes. At one time her disdain would have bothered me. At this point, I couldn’t care less. To be honest, I’m waiting for her to leave.
She remains and crosses her arms over her chest… a protective gesture.
“What are you doing in this hospital?” She taps her foot, waiting for my answer.
I’d cut out my tongue before telling her anything personal. Knowing her, she’d use the information to destroy me. She’s good at turning love into hate.
“My turn for a question.” I tilt my head to one side. “Why are you back… invading this space?”
Her face pales. I’m not surprised. In the past, I was never direct. Nice worked better for me. No more.
She sizes me up as if she’s uncertain where I’m coming from. Then her gorgeous face grows ugly with her signature venom.
“Surely you can’t be that dense. You know why I’m here.”
I can guess, or be honest and tell her the truth. I prefer to play with her feelings as she did with mine.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”“Eric, dammit.” Fists clenched, she steps toward me. “I’m here for him. If it wasn’t for you, he and I would already be married.”
​​​​​​​I stroke my wedding ring, proof Eric belongs to me… at least in the eyes of the state. She notices the gesture.
“If you say so, Stacy.”
She curls her upper lip. “From what I hear, Eric regrets your marriage.”
“I thought you regretted it.”
Her eyes widen, then narrow. “Pretend all you want with me, I know the truth. Eric loathes you.”
My stomach cramps. Unwilling to give her the upper hand, I fight my sorrow, offering no reaction.
Confusion flares in her eyes, then pure meanness. “Maybe he wouldn’t still hate you after all these years if you hadn’t cheated on him.”
Stunned, I gape then shake from rage.
“Are you serious? You can’t be.” I get in her space. “I never cheated on him and you damn well know it. I’m not you, Stacy. I’ll never sink as low as you.”
She laughs softly. “Does Eric know that?”
He’s clueless when it comes to her, and she’s fully aware of it.
The gloves were off before, now my claws are out.
“Have you forgotten the part about you cheating on him? I was there, Stacy. I saw what you did. Guess he doesn’t know about that, huh? Did you lie your way out of the problem?” My voice is vicious. “Wonder what he’d say if I let it slip how you whored around on him.”
“Go ahead.” Her smile couldn’t be more smug. “He’ll never believe you over me. I made sure of it.”
I’m not surprised by her comment, but something about it nags me. A matter I’ve forgotten and need to recall… or ask her about.
“How can you be so sure he’ll believe you?”
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Wordcount: 75,200
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Genre: BDSM Romance
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BLURB:
Even at 55, Kaden Turner’s the ‘class clown’ of Silk Rope. He’s never been serious about anything in his life except his ‘51 Chrysler Windsor, his ‘49 Caddy—and Kinbaku, the art of erotic bondage.
A glimpse, catching her eye, a visceral shock, and Kaden’s world suddenly changed.
Recently joined, Nerida Hughes, 54, ASD neurodivergent, ignores everyone at the club. She stripteases, masturbates, then slinks away as fast as possible. But she received the same ‘shock’ upon seeing Kaden.
It scared her!
When Kaden approached her a few weeks later, she screamed at him to leave her alone, in front of Master Ash. Kaden’s distraught—Ash banned him from talking to her.
How to meet someone who’s so shy? Who refuses to talk? Who he now can’t approach at the club?
Someone who’s made it plain she doesn’t want anything to do with Kaden.
Be Warned: BDSM, public exhibition, anal sex
EXCERPT:
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“That was fucking amazing!”
Finn’s words echoed in Kaden’s head—he’d thought the same thing. When Kaden tried to push past him, Finn grabbed his arm, but he shook it off .
‟What’s the rush?”
He needed to get to her.
Looking at Finn, he almost shouted, ‟Gotta go, talk to you later.”
“Don’t be an idiot. You heard what the others said.” Finn’s deep voice held no understanding.
“This is different. I have to go.”
She was leaving as he shouted “no.” He left Finn looking sadly at him, then took the stairs two at a time, but there was no sign of her. She must have gone into the changing room.
‟Damn.”
Kaden sat on the bottom stair, resting his head on his hands. Maybe she’d come out. He waited at least fifteen minutes, then got to his feet, heading into the foyer.
Speaking to Stan, he asked, ‟Did a woman leave in the last ten minutes?”
‟Only Nerida.”
‟Damn! You mean she’s gone?”
‟Yeah. Why?”
‟I wanted to speak with her.”
Stan laughed. ‟You and at least half the club, my friend. You’ve got no chance.”
Kaden looked at Stan. ‟What d’you mean?”
‟Just that. At least half the members who’ve seen her act want to get to know her, but she avoids all contact. Just ask Ash—he’s been trying to talk to her since she started, but except for her initial interview with Olivia, I’ve heard no one’s been able to have a conversation with her.”
‟No one?” Stan shook his head.
Kaden sighed. ‟That’s what they told me, but I thought… Okay, thanks, Stan.”
Disappointed to have missed her, and with what Stan had told him, Kaden went back into the club. Sophie still sat in the lounge and was alone, so Kaden threw himself onto a couch alongside her.
‟Hi, Kade. Did you see the performance?”
‟Yeah.”
“You don’t sound too happy.”
‟She left.”
‟She always does.”
Kaden stared at Sophie, a little confused. ‟I wonder why?” He gave a soft groan. “I only wanted to talk to her, but I missed her.”
Sophie looked at Kaden, her gaze softening. ‟Don’t get your hopes up about Nerida. I don’t think she wants contact with anyone. So many of us have tried, but as we told you, she rejects all overtures. She’ll respond with ‘hello’ when we say it, but that’s it. She’s never initiated a conversation—or even a ‘hi.’”
Kaden shook his head. ‟You don’t understand, Sophie—there’s something special about her, something meant for me.”
‟Oh, Kade.” There was a tinge of sadness in Sophie’s voice. She touched his arm. “You’re just caught up in the mystery.”
‟No, I’m not. I can’t explain it but I know she’s important to me.”
Sophie sighed softly. ‟I hope you won’t get too disappointed when she continues ignoring you.”
‟I’ll find a way, I will.”
© Suzy Shearer 2025​
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