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Chapters (74)
  1. Acknowledgments
  2. Stripping the Sub
  3. Prologue
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
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  8. 5
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  25. Epilogue
  26. Tempting the Domme
  27. Prologue
  28. 1
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  30. 3
  31. 4
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  48. Epilogue
  49. Hardcore Vanilla
  50. Prologue
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  68. 18
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  70. Epilogue
  71. Author’s Note
  72. About the Author
  73. Other Books by Golden Angel
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“So does this mean I can take you out on a date?” he asked, giving his head a little shake as if to clear it, the dark strands of his hair fluttering slightly from the movement.

“I’ll think about it,” she said with a grin, which turned slightly sadistic as he let out a sigh of disappointment. She was going to let him, of course, but she was also going to make him sweat a little before she said yes.

Because that was who she was.

Pressing against him, she moved him back so she could turn around, reaching in her purse for her keys when she saw it. Scratched into the pretty red paint of her car right underneath the door handle in three inch high letters where it wasn’t immediately obvious but it couldn’t be missed when opening the door either.

CUNT

Fury shook her. “What the fuck?”

“What?... What the—“ Luke’s voice cut off and she felt him practically go rigid with anger against her back.

Whirling, Olivia started stomping back towards the club.

“Where are you going?” Luke asked, his voice tight with repressed emotion as he hurried to catch up with her.

“Patrick has video cameras on the lot,” she said, practically shaking with rage and upset. Her poor little car! Dammit! “I’m going to look at the video, find out who did that, and then cut him or her a new asshole.”

8

Watching the video didn’t help anyone. Olivia was so pissed she was practically seeing red as she paced around the office and Patrick and Lexie weren’t much better.

Not only had Olivia and Luke’s return interrupted a pretty hot and heavy make-out session that was definitely leading to something more, but both of them were nearly apoplectic at Olivia’s car being vandalized in the parking lot, and there was nothing usable on the security camera. They’d called Kincaid, who had immediately turned around and come back to the club to view the tape; he’d be able to submit it for evidence along with the report of vandalism, but unfortunately he wasn’t going to be able to do much else.

From the tape they couldn’t even be sure if the person was a man or woman.

Luke had watched as closely as he could as the bulky form, completely obscured with a massively puffy coat, scarf, and hat, moved into the view of the cameras, across the lot, and only paused for a moment before singling out Olivia’s car from the others. They quickly scratched the insult on her door and then hurried off. Wherever they’d parked, it had been far out of sight of any of Stronghold’s cameras, which meant they probably knew the cameras were there.