One Week to Surrender

I've spent years giving orders and making men kneel for me.

Then I take a vacation to a private island resort to be someone different. One week to submit. No last names.

When a salt-and-pepper Dom catches me sizing up the men at the bar like I'm the one still in charge, he reads me in one slow sweep.

"When you're ready to actually do this, come find me."

Then he walks away.

Nobody makes me come to them. So why am I at his door by one a.m.?

He wants the woman who aches to kneel, to be called a good girl while he takes her apart piece by piece. Every night I hand him a little more. First my rules, then my pride… and one night, a name I've never called any man in my life.

Daddy.

He says he fell for the saucy switch in the red band — and he means all of me. The woman who melts on her knees for him… and the one who might someday put him on his.

The deal was seven days and no strings, but nobody warned me that surrender is addictive.

Or that walking away from the man who taught me how would wreck me.

I planned for everything. Except wanting to be kept.

One Week to Surrender is a scorching standalone BDSM erotic romance novella featuring a filthy-sweet older Daddy Dom secure enough to kneel when his switch wants a turn, a powerful woman learning to let go, baby-making dirty talk that stops being pretend, safewords used like love language, no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a happily-ever-after — pregnancy epilogue included — hot enough to melt the sand.