Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

Sometimes hell comes to us in different forms. For me, hell was a living one. I woke up each day lower than the next, and my goal was to reach rock bottom. I was soaring, like a torpedo, since my divorce, toward my goal.

Then he came into my life, a savior? That's reserved for fairytales.

He wasn't a ghost of a man, who lived his life in fairy tales, but one who'd show me a way out of my despair. I never knew his world existed or that I belonged with him. I would learn the hard way, by experience. And I'd come to love him with every breath I took and every bond he clasped upon me. I'd submit my body and my soul and call him Sir, Master, and my Dom. For me, there would never be a greater passion.

Through the haze of my burning need to destroy who I was, love found me. Would I be able to accept it and return it? Could I put my trust in another's hands?

With a man I thought was disgusted with me, I found love, passion, and submission. He picked up the pieces of me, and with him, I found my true self.

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Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

Sometimes hell comes to us in different forms. For me, hell was a living one. I woke up each day lower than the next, and my goal was to reach rock bottom. I was soaring, like a torpedo, since my divorce, toward my goal.

Then he came into my life, a savior? That's reserved for fairytales.

He wasn't a ghost of a man, who lived his life in fairy tales, but one who'd show me a way out of my despair. I never knew his world existed or that I belonged with him. I would learn the hard way, by experience. And I'd come to love him with every breath I took and every bond he clasped upon me. I'd submit my body and my soul and call him Sir, Master, and my Dom. For me, there would never be a greater passion.

Through the haze of my burning need to destroy who I was, love found me. Would I be able to accept it and return it? Could I put my trust in another's hands?

With a man I thought was disgusted with me, I found love, passion, and submission. He picked up the pieces of me, and with him, I found my true self.

****Adult Content****

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Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

by Andrea Bellmont
Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

Picking up The Pieces of Her (A Love Short)

by Andrea Bellmont

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Sometimes hell comes to us in different forms. For me, hell was a living one. I woke up each day lower than the next, and my goal was to reach rock bottom. I was soaring, like a torpedo, since my divorce, toward my goal.

Then he came into my life, a savior? That's reserved for fairytales.

He wasn't a ghost of a man, who lived his life in fairy tales, but one who'd show me a way out of my despair. I never knew his world existed or that I belonged with him. I would learn the hard way, by experience. And I'd come to love him with every breath I took and every bond he clasped upon me. I'd submit my body and my soul and call him Sir, Master, and my Dom. For me, there would never be a greater passion.

Through the haze of my burning need to destroy who I was, love found me. Would I be able to accept it and return it? Could I put my trust in another's hands?

With a man I thought was disgusted with me, I found love, passion, and submission. He picked up the pieces of me, and with him, I found my true self.

****Adult Content****


Product Details

BN ID: 2940166750839
Publisher: Bitten Press LLC
Publication date: 10/28/2022
Series: A Love Short
Sold by: Draft2Digital
Format: eBook
File size: 251 KB
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