Back Stronghold
Chapters (74)
  1. Acknowledgments
  2. Stripping the Sub
  3. Prologue
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
  17. 14
  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. Epilogue
  26. Tempting the Domme
  27. Prologue
  28. 1
  29. 2
  30. 3
  31. 4
  32. 5
  33. 6
  34. 7
  35. 8
  36. 9
  37. 10
  38. 11
  39. 12
  40. 13
  41. 14
  42. 15
  43. 16
  44. 17
  45. 18
  46. 19
  47. 20
  48. Epilogue
  49. Hardcore Vanilla
  50. Prologue
  51. 1
  52. 2
  53. 3
  54. 4
  55. 5
  56. 6
  57. 7
  58. 8
  59. 9
  60. 10
  61. 11
  62. 12
  63. 13
  64. 14
  65. 15
  66. 16
  67. 17
  68. 18
  69. 19
  70. Epilogue
  71. Author’s Note
  72. About the Author
  73. Other Books by Golden Angel
  74. Don't miss out!

Sharon moved out of the way and he ended up backing up into the empty space between all of them before straightening up—obviously confused that the girl he’d been bumping had moved. Drunken asshat.

When he turned around to see where Sharon had gone, he found himself facing Olivia, who stood with her arms crossed over her chest and an entirely unamused expression on her face. The others were still in the circle which he’d now entered, none of them looking very happy to have their dancing interrupted. Lexie was glaring particularly fiercely, which wasn’t a surprise, but unlike Olivia she didn’t always have the muscle to back up her death glare.

Dumbass looked at Olivia and then averted his gaze, looking around at the other women, his expression going from dumbfounded to sheepish, and then he finally slunk away. Hopefully not to return, because Olivia had no problem going to get security if he didn’t leave them alone.

“You are a goddess,” Sharon said, throwing her arms around Olivia. “I want to be you when I grow up!”

Chuckling, Olivia patted the shorter woman on the head. It wasn’t Sharon’s fault she was never going to be as intimidating as Olivia. Even if she wasn’t petite and adorable, she had a total subbie attitude for the most part; she was definitely the type to try and avoid conflict.

“That’s what I’m here for,” Olivia said.

“Olivia’s a beast!” Kate said cheering and holding up her drink in acknowledgement.

A little over an hour later—at one in the morning—they decided it was time to go. The dance floor was getting way too crowded to actually move as the younger twenty-somethings were finally joining the party. Not that Olivia had enjoyed packed dance floors even when she’d been a twenty-something. Now she was definitely too old for this shit.

When Sharon suddenly stumbled, obviously knocked into by someone, Olivia caught her and turned, already pissed off. She’d assumed it was dumbass from earlier… nope.

Someone way, way worse.

“You! Bitch!” Roland’s snarling face was definitely close to the last she’d ever wanted to see again. Behind her she heard someone gasp and she wasn’t sure if it was because Kate and Leigh recognized him too, or because he’d just called her a bitch.