Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
The End
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Back In The Saddle Again
By Kessily Lewel
Allegra Dalton is in big trouble.
Her marriage is on shaky ground. Their D/s dynamic has fallen apart. And she’s been hiding the fact that her boss is a slimy creep, who’s tricked her into doing half his work in return for a promotion that may never come.
When Carter figures out what’s going on, he decides it’s time to put on his boss boots. But it’s not enough to just take charge again. They need to repair their relationship, and he knows a place that can help.
Second Chance Ranch—it’s a place that saved him once already. Now his past and her future are on a collision course, and the end result might not be what either of them are expecting.
@2026 by GTB Publishing LLC and Kessily Lewel
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Published by Dirty Daddies Publishing, an imprint of GTB Publishing.
Chapter One
Allegra was beyond exhausted when she walked through the door. It wasn’t just the normal tired that came from a long day of work. It went beyond that. She felt weary to the bone.
It had been like that for a while, and there seemed to be no end in sight. She could have handled it if there was some future point to look forward to, a day on her overloaded calendar where she’d get to sit back and relax, but there wasn’t. It was starting to fray her nerves.
She needed to veg out on the couch, doomscroll, and just not think until she passed out. The last thing she wanted to deal with was a date night with Carter and the moment she walked through the door she realized that’s what she was in for.
Delicious smells were coming from the kitchen, and she could hear the clatter of pans as he whipped up one of his amazing meals. She was great at homey comfort foods, but her husband was an artist when it came to cooking, and he did most of it since he worked from home. Her mouth watered and she realized she was starving.
That part wasn’t the problem. The problem was that she could see the dining room table, which they rarely used, was set with the nice plateware. There were fresh roses in a crystal vase in the center, and taper candles had been lit. He’d gone to a lot of effort to prepare a romantic dinner, and it made her want to cry, because she had zero energy for any of it.
“Ally,” he called from the kitchen. “That you?”
Long seconds went by while she tried to push her emotions back and control the sudden need to panic. She finally managed, “Yep, it’s me,” in a voice that sounded off even to her own ears.
She couldn’t do this. Couldn’t sit across from him and smile and pretend like everything was okay, because it wasn’t. And she couldn’t tell him that she wasn’t up for the nice dinner, after all the work he’d done, because it would hurt his feelings. It seemed like she’d been hurting his feelings a lot lately.
Every time he tried to take her to a movie. Every time he suggested they go away for the weekend. Every time he suggested she come home early so they could have a quiet night together. She didn’t want to say no, but she had no choice.