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(Daisy Rose)

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"So, what do you think?" she asked, biting her lower lip shyly.



"Well, I'm not familiar with some of the names," I said, "but the rest of the guys actually seem like a good fit." I bit my lip and frowned, "Maybe not Irving. That guy gives me the creeps," I said.



"He does?" she gasped. It seemed like news to her.



"Yeah. Even when I was a Dom, he kept making advances at me..." I found myself deliberately isolating him from the other subs I knew. "I know some people like rough, but he plays a little too close to breaking hard limits for my taste..."



She looked as if she was making a mental note of that. Then, she sighed and looked almost disappointed at me. She said, "I wish you could come to more meetings, Ally. Your input would be so helpful for us when it comes to choosing the right Dom," she said.



I didn't know what to say, so I kept quiet.



"Other than him, the rest of the guys are okay, right?" she asked.



I considered getting rid of Victor as a candidate with the guise of keeping work and personal relationship separate but I knew Lisa could see past the obvious lie. There were two levels of management between us and nobody could really object to who the boss dated.



"Do you really think Victor would be a good fit?" I asked.



She looked torn between telling the truth and lying out of fear, and then said with absolute conviction:



"Yes."



"Okay," I nodded, biting my lower lip. "So, how's your Dom treating you?" I asked.



"Oh," her face flamed red. "There's something I want to show you," she said a little shyly.



My eyes widened as she started unbuttoning her shirt. My heart thumped rapidly and I wisely kept my mouth shut, less I say anything I'd regret later.



Then, she twisted around so I could see the freshly-tattooed words on her upper back. It was still red and painful, but the words were clear.



I want to be owned, to be used. My time, my thoughts, my dreams, my life. Yours.



And just like that, I felt as if a missing puzzle piece of my heart had just fallen into place. This was what I wanted: A surrender so absolute that it enveloped me completely.



I knew I was prepared for a Dom. I was prepared to belong.



But nothing prepared me for Victor.