All Chapters of Surrender Under His Command : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Nora,” Cole warned. “Do you want to change your answer?”Nora shook her head, her curls bouncing around her head cheerfully.“Look at me,” he told her.She raised her head instantly and Damien immediately felt concerned at the sadness present on the little sub’s face. Women brought out his protective instincts, subs even more so.“Last chance, sugar.”Damien raised a brow. He’d never known Cole to give a sub more than one chance. Then he looked down into Nora’s eyes and saw the misery there and he knew why Cole was giving the little sub another chance to speak out.She shook her head and Cole’s gaze hardened.“Take off your top,” he ordered.She was wearing a loose, sleeveless top and short skirt. Nora gaped at Cole, her jaw dropping open. From what Damien knew, this particular sub wasn’t comfortable being naked.But she pulled off her top without a word, revealing a lacy, red bra. Far racier lingerie than Damien had assumed would be underneath her rather modest clothing.“And the br

Damien slipped off his jacket and swung it over the shoulders of the shivering woman standing next to him. The temperature had dropped, but he suspected her tremors were due to adrenaline more than anything. One of the cops had asked them to stand on the sidewalk near Damien’s car until he could take their statements.“Oh, I’m okay,” she said, trying to pull the jacket off to hand it back.Damien laid his hands over hers, stopping her. “Keep it on, you’re shivering.”“But you’ll get cold,” she protested.He raised a brow. “Your comfort comes first.”Her forehead twisted into a frown. “Why?”Damien had only just met her and already she stirred his protective instincts. There was something about having a woman lean on him that filled an empty place inside him, that made him want to be stronger, a better person.Slightly built, she seemed delicate and yet he could see the strength in her. She hadn’t panicked when she’d come across the accident.He studied her with a frown. The street lig

“Ahh, there’s my favorite girl,” the slimy voice said from behind her.“How you doing, Jessa?”Jessa hid a shudder, determined to show no reaction. But how did he manage to make her name sound like a dirty sex act?She continued to move down the line, smiling her thanks as food was portioned out onto her plate. Some days she longed to use some of her cash supply and stay in a motel for the night. Just a cheap one. Somewhere that she could be alone. Where there wasn’t a room full of other women, snoring and farting and where she didn’t have to put up with weasels like Ronald hassling her.Right now, she’d give anything to be back in the diner with Damien. She just couldn’t get him out of her mind, those deep, brown eyes, his sexy voice and his wide shoulders. How would it feel to have him touch her? Kiss her?“Aren’t you gonna to talk to me? Cat got your tongue? Or is it frozen ‘cuz you’re such a frigid bitch.” That last bit was whispered in her ear.Ignore him, ignore him.She turned

“I think I’ve found her.”Victor Worthington sat up straight, gripping his phone tightly.“What? Seriously?”His stepbrother laughed. It was a low, menacing sound. Victor held back a shudder. Although Evan came in handy, particularly when Victor had a job he didn’t want to get his hands dirty with, he could never fully trust him. There was something wrong with Evan.When they were young, pet rabbits and dogs had started to go missing in their neighborhood. Victor knew it had something to do with Evan, although his father had never suspected his stepson as the culprit. Evan’s mother, Victor’s stepmother, might have known, but she would never accuse her precious son of doing anything wrong.As they’d grown older, Victor had found ways to use Evan’s lack of a conscience to his advantage, but he always figured there would come a time when he would have to do something about Evan.Something permanent.“How did you find her?”“It was easy. Stupid bitch got her picture in the paper. I’ve had

Jessa bit back a yawn as she walked toward the diner for her breakfast shift.She just couldn’t get used to sleeping in the shelter, there were too many people, too much noise, too much worry that someone might catch her with her guard down. Add her poor sleep to these early morning shifts at the diner, plus the fatigue from being pregnant and Jessa felt like she was running on empty.Didn’t help that she’d cut her caffeine intake down drastically.Oh, baby, the things I do for you. She patted her still flat belly with one hand, before slipping on her uniform. She didn’t regret a single thing she had to do to keep her and her baby safe, including hiding from her abusive husband. She hadn’t known she was pregnant when she’d run from Victor, but she was extremely glad that she had left him. No way would her baby be raised by that bastard.Pushing Victor out of her mind, Jessa got to work.Hours later, she stifled a yawn. There was another hour left of her shift and Damien had yet to sho