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  1. His Leading Lady
  2. Jenny Nordbak
  3. Contents
  4. Elena
  5. Alex
  6. Elena
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  8. Alex
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  53. Epilogue
  54. Elena
  55. Acknowledgments
  56. About the Author

“No, I’m proud of the career she’s built for herself,” I said, looking at her instead of him.

Callum was too dumb to know when to shut up, but was saved from whatever else he was about to say by the awards presentation starting.

The evening moved with the relaxed flow of one of the more social awards events. Since it was prerecorded, there was a dinner break and the speeches were broken up by bouts of drinks and conversation.

The speeches were charming and funny, Kate’s acceptance speech was suitably epic, and Elena seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself. Would she start to realize everything that went along with being famous wasn’t a punishment?

When we were back in the limo on our way home, blissfully alone at last, she asked, “Was that a real answer in there? Would it bother you? If we were together for real, me doing sessions with clients all day long?”

“No. I don’t know. Maybe there would be moments if someone was disrespectful to you or something, but wouldn’t that be the case with any job? Would you have a problem with me making out with my costars?”

She laughed. “By problem, do you mean would I have inappropriate fantasies about you bringing them home? Yeah, probably.”

“But I think about you doing a session with someone like Callum Kent and don’t feel like he’s worthy of your attention. I wouldn’t get a say in that, so maybe I’m not as evolved as I think I am.”

She smiled wickedly at me. “My schedule’s not really booked for six months. Or it will be, but I’m still reviewing client applications. I don’t have the patience for guys like him anymore.”

“Does you superpower give you a read on him?” It was none of my damn business, but I was curious.

“Oh yeah. That man doesn’t give a damn about pleasing his partners. That much could be obvious from his lack of respect, but I’d say he’s also a dom and that combo gets problematic really fast. When a dom is more focused on pleasing themselves, it can become unhealthy or abusive for the sub. A good dominant puts their sub’s needs first, or I think they should, so in a way they’re honoring the trust of the sub by serving them. The power dynamic is actually much more complex than it looks on the surface. Callum Kent thinks he’s a nice guy, but I’d lay money he’s the kind of client who will try to get me to suck his dick within five minutes of starting a session.”

“Not just the kind who steals a kiss in the first session…?”

She smiled at me, but kept ranting about Callum. “He thinks he’s entitled to be the exception to the rules and on some level, the sex worker he’s hired should think they’re lucky he’s even interested in them. I’ve had enough clients like him over the years to know to avoid them. They make you feel worthless and dirty in a bad way, which I think is what they feed on. The lower they make you feel, the more power they’re taking from you. I’m all about being degraded in the right circumstances, but when it’s by someone who doesn’t respect you outside of the scene, it messes with your head.”