Category: Their Perfect Submissive by Lenore Danvers Novel

EIGHT Aiden “You slipped in early this morning.” Aiden watched Zack through the bathroom mirror. He snickered and continued shaving. “Couldn’t stay away, I see. I know we’re irresistible.” “A man can come home and crawl into his bed after spending too many hours in a metal box filled with co-workers.” He watched him quietly,

SEVEN Aiden Aiden stepped through the doorway to the apartment. He tossed his keys onto the counter as he headed toward the bar. He stopped mid-pour and noticed the kneeling figure waiting in front of the couch. Aiden walked closer and circled the perfectly poised submissive—such a lovely addition to their space. “Isn’t this a

SIX Sophie “Hey, Cass, do you have the papers for the Hamilton account?” Sophie called across the room to her co-worker on a video call. She pulled off her sweater and picked up the file folders on her kitchen workspace. “No, but it should be the last file from Wednesday.” “Okay, I’ll pull that up.”

FOUR Sophie Sophie was sitting in her car outside of their little apartment, waiting for Claudia, who would never be on time, and looking through all the goodies she had gotten this morning. She pulled out the purple fuzzy socks from the basket Aiden had put together for her after last night, a soft smile

THREE Aiden The street lights flickered through the back windows of the town car Aiden reserved for the night, complete with a driver so he could avoid the ‘whose driving’ argument with Zack. A last-minute change derailed the plans Aiden had made for three. He made sure there was no absence to hinder the evening.

TWO Sophie Aiden: I can still taste you on my tongue. Aiden: I had a beautiful time. Sophie: I did too. Aiden: Thank you for giving me your number. Sophie fussed around the apartment she shared with Claudia between work calls. She had taken a shower, tidied up the living room, and started the laundry.

Sophie “I’m telling you, Soph, if this place had apartments, I’d live here.” Claudia’s bubbly personality was infectious, and Sophie found herself relaxing and enjoying their surroundings. The girls found themselves against a bartop table tucked in a quiet corner. The soft hum of conversation and the heavy scent of leather filled the space. A

ONE Sophie “Sophia Louise, you better get your ass out of this car before I go inside and have one of the bartenders drag you out!” Claudia’s voice was a mix of impatience and playful authority, cutting through the dim light of the parking lot. “Lidia, this sounded like a fantastic idea back at the