Disciplined By The Boss Series by Hannah Ford

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy…When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation.He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may be innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper.But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too.And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy… When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy… When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation. He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may be innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper. But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too. And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less

My new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy… When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top... moreMy new boss wants me on my knees, calling him sir, taking his belt and begging for mercy… When I go for my interview with billionaire Griffin Hawke, he wears the tailored black Italian suit he’s known for, his broad shoulders filling out the material, his tie in the perfect Windsor knot. I’m mesmerized by him – by his cut jaw, his full lips, his dark hair that’s cut short on the sides and a tiny bit longer on top.The only thing not dark about him are his eyes – bright blue and piercing, they cut right to my soul. He’s sex and strength personified. Everything about him screams wealth and masculinity, power and intimidation. He says my innocent routine is driving him crazy. But it’s not a routine. And even though I may be innocent, I’m definitely not a submissive.So then why am I so powerless against him? Against falling to my knees. Against calling him sir. Against hoping I’m able to do what no one else has been able to -- crack his heart open and spill the secrets he keeps. Every time I call him sir, every time he takes me over his knee, I fall deeper. But Griffin isn’t the only one with secrets and demons. I have them, too. And when our pasts finally come to collect, it could cost us everything… less