Collared, Chained, And Completely His (Black World Order)

Celeste Monroe had spent a lifetime calling the shots. From the courtroom to the boardroom, she commanded respect with every click of her designer heels. At 47, she was wealthy, powerful, and desired—but only on her terms. The world saw her as untouchable. Untamed. Unbreakable. But at night… in the dark… with fingers pressed deep into her own heat, she imagined something else. She wanted to be taken. Not gently. Not kindly. Completely. She wanted a man who wouldn't be intimidated by her power—a man who would strip it away, one command at a time. A man whose voice made her knees tremble more than her courtroom victories. And then came Savion Creed. Built like a sin, dressed like a secret, and talking like he already owned her soul. He didn't ask what she liked. He told her what she would like. Collars. Chains. Control. And the most dangerous thing? She wanted it. She wanted him.