The Boss

The Boss is a STANDALONE, steamy, single-mom, workplace romance.
What happens when two people on completely different spectrums are thrust together at a time in their lives when they both want what the other has? Fate? Or will the pasts they both want to forget, but come back to haunt them, spell disaster?

Rosalie
Being a single mom was never an aspiration of mine, but after being betrayed by my long-term boyfriend and dropped like a bad habit just one month after giving birth, I'd like to think I am handling it fairly well. Finding out Julian was autistic was another blow I hadn't anticipated. For years, I have scraped by trying to provide for my son and a family that needs me. Things suddenly take a turn in my favor when I land a prestigious job with the new pediatric surgeon in town. Unfortunately, after only one meeting, I realize that Dr. Damon Russo is the kind of man I have always yearned for. Handsome, dominant, confident - the kind of man that can make the hard choices, to tell me what my body craves and fulfill my every need without me having to spell it out for him. The kind of man that can perform, without hesitating, all of the fantasies I am too ashamed to admit for fear of judgement and ridicule. I'm woefully inexperienced and in way over my head.
I can't work for this man.

Damon
I wasn't sure what to expect when I decided to pick up and move away from the life I had lived for over a decade. It had been a whirlwind of willing women, wild parties, and secret clubs. When I realized none of that was making me happy anymore, and I began to wish for a more simplistic life, something deeper, something meaningful, I knew I needed to get out. The first time I meet my new assistant, I know I'm screwed. It's like she purposefully makes her entire being as sweet and innocent as possible, knowing a degenerate like myself can't help but want to corrupt her with the dirtiest things imaginable. My willpower to keep a distance from my forbidden assistant is quickly waning. I know I should stay professional, and I know I have no business coveting someone so pure and perfect. I also know I am having a really hard time caring anymore about the reasons I should stay far away from Rosalie. Throwing caution to the wind, I decide to shoot my shot with her. Who knows, maybe she will want to indulge in a little excitement of her own.
I would gladly provide her all of that and more.

Unfortunately, our pasts don't seem as eager to let us go as we are to leave them behind. When playing becomes real, and no-strings get complicated, can I finally learn to let go when he asks, "Do you trust me, Sweetheart?"

Warnings:
18+ Romance
Contains strong language and scenes that may be sensitive to some readers including Dom/sub relationships.
Please Read Responsibly
As always, this is a Realistic Romance. Everyday people, everyday struggles, with once in a lifetime connections.