Zoey is a feisty girl. She lacks patience, respect, and she is brutally honest. She does what she wants, which is probably why she struggles to keep a relationship; even though most guys want one with her.
Zach is the All-American man. Was top dog in highschool, and is top dog in the Stock Market industry. But is he too good to be true? He also happens to be a very well respected Dom in the BDSM world. He lacks the tolerance for dissatisfaction and disobedience. So how will it pan out when he is met with the challenges of Zoey?
(Zoey's P.O.V:
"Today will be a long day," I thought as I turned into the parking lot. About to turn into a spot, I was cut off by an asshole. I honked my horn obnoxiously and waited for the jackass to get out of his Porsche.
He got out of the car, but didn't even look back as he walked inside. He seemed like a big ass dude, but I didn't care. His arrogant spiky blonde hair and well built shoulders irratated me. I rolled my eyes and rolled down my window. Leaning my head out I hollered,"Jackass!" Looking at my watch, realizing I was already late; I ditched the plan to get coffee, and headed towards downtown.
I drummed my thumbs on the steering wheel to the tune of "White Walls" playing on my stereo, while I waited for traffic to speed up.
(Zach's P.O.V:
"You snooze, you lose," I thought as the pissed off girl drove off.
Getting my coffee, I put my Bluetooth in and looked at the daily schedule on my phone. Hopping in my car, I took off to get to work. Taking a detour; I missed traffic and pulled into my designated parking spot. Walking into the glass building, I was greeted by many people in the lobby.
"Morning Mr.Underwood," the receptionist purred with pursed lips.
"Morning Claire," I coldy replied.
"Mr.Underwood, I have Dell on the phone," my associate interrupted.
"Please deal with them Marcus, I have other bussiness to take care of," I stated nonchelauntly; heading to my office.
Sitting down at my desk, I reviewed some files on other clients we were currently trying to approach. My door opened with a gush of cold office air.
"Morning Master," she said softly.
I didn't even glance up to know who it was.
"Ms.Taylor, I already told you for the umpteenth time, I am not your Master any more. You are now just my advertisement advocate," I warned.
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RomanceZoey needs to be tamed, and Zach needs to let go. Once they mees they will see who is top dog. Zach isn't necessarily "Vanilla", and maybe Zoey isn't meant to be either. Can she take what he dishes out, or is he not able to dish out enough for her?(...
