Maxed Out

By Helena Shaw

Tabitha Rhodes understands the price of passion. After all, she sets the costs.

As a secret webcam dominatrix, Tabitha caters to the needs of her internet clients. By day, Tabitha slaves away at a tedious, nine-to-five office job. By night, she ministers to the fantasies of submissive men and women begging for her control.

Tabitha keeps her professional and private lives separate until a familiar face gazes back from the webcam. Her latest online client is none other than Maxwell Page—a playboy billionaire, gorgeous CEO…and her boss.

Unlike her other clients, Maxwell doesn't fantasize about her physically controlling him. The wealthy billionaire desires financial domination. He offers Tabitha complete control over his gold card with no strings attached, and she’s rewarded with a perfect partnership of shopping sprees and extravagant dinners. But free reign of Max’s credit cards isn’t enough.

Tabitha is falling for her client, but his heart might be the one thing she can’t expense.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jynxed Moon
• Release date: Jun 28, 2017
• ISBN: 9781540198877

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Maxed Out

By Helena Shaw

Second Edition 2017

Copyright 2014 Helena Shaw

Published by Jynxed Moon Press

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright holders.

Edited by Veronica Hardy

Cover image provided by © Rzihlman | Dreamstime.com

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Epilogue

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Chapter 1

The nonstop sound of fingers clacking on keyboards made it hard for Tabitha to think. She had too much on her mind, but the constant office noise made it hard for her to concentrate. It wasn’t like she was actually working, instead she was trying to put together a shopping list, stretching an already thin budget. 

As she looked over her finances, she caught a glance of her own reflection on the screen. Even in the dim reflection, she could see her mousey brown roots growing through her dyed copper red hair and sighed. Hair dye was a must, she had to look good if she was going to make rent this month. With a soft groan, she added her usual dye to the ever growing list.

Since getting her job at Page & Turner three months ago, Tabitha had been showing up to her part time job less and less. She wanted to leave the part of her that went on a webcam at night and dominated men over the Internet behind for good. She wanted to be respectable. Work her full time job as an assistant and maybe meet a nice, normal guy that would curl up on the couch with her at night with no expectations of a nightly spanking.

The problem was, going on the cam and verbally degrading men over the Internet provided Tabitha with a lot more than a single woman her age could usually afford. She was only twenty-three, but she lived in a fairly spacious one bedroom apartment, a luxury by New York City standards. She could afford to go out, to buy nice makeup, and occasionally update her wardrobe if she had anything left over.

Those little extras had become less and less frequent since she’d started trying to scale back on how often she logged into her webcam account. When she tried her best and spent a solid few hours online, she easily made enough to make her modest salary as an assistant go pretty far. Since she’d starting spending her nights offline, her rent budget was getting tighter and tighter.

Shit, Tabitha muttered to herself when she realized her Friday and probably her Saturday nights were going to have to be spent online if she had any hope of making her rent next month.

What’s up? Hilary, another assistant she shared her cubical with, asked.

Nothing. Tabitha shook her head as she leaned back in her office chair. Just bills.

Don’t I know it, Hilary said with a bit of a laugh. I need a man like Maxwell Page to even start to make a dent in my credit card bills.

Tabitha offered her a polite bit of soft laughter, but barely registered what Hilary was saying. Her cubicle mate was at least fifteen years older than Tabitha, but the woman had some kind of weird fangirl crush on the man who owned and ran Page & Turner.

In the three months that Tabitha had worked for the company she still hadn’t quite figured out what said company did, and she had only seen the handsome young CEO a handful of times. She knew he was young, Hilary had told her that he was under thirty-five and single, but beyond that, she didn’t even know much about him at all. The CEO didn’t take time to talk to assistants, and that was fine with Tabitha. She wanted to stay under the radar until she had a little more job security.

Suddenly the office went deathly quiet around her. All the mindless chatter came to a complete halt, and Tabitha instantly knew that the boss was on their floor. Things only got that quiet when Maxwell Page came down to their floor for his monthly meetings in the conference room. Her curiosity getting the better of her, even Tabitha had to take the opportunity to see the billionaire CEO in the flesh.

Everyone around her had the same idea. People aimlessly typed at their keyboards without paying attention to what they were doing. Their focus was squarely set on the imposing figure that the CEO cut as he strolled through the cubicles that filled the fifteenth floor of the building he owned.

Usually Mr. Page came nowhere near Tabitha’s tiny desk, but today he almost appeared to be making a beeline for it. Tabitha watched as Hilary’s cheeks flushed a bright pink and nearly let out a giggle at her coworker, but a quick glance at her boss’s boss’s boss stopped any laughter deep in her throat.

She’d never been so close to him before, but now Maxwell Page was only ten feet from her desk and getting closer. Suddenly she began to realize why her female, and even some of her male, coworkers were infatuated with the man. He was easily over six feet tall with dark brown hair that he left just a little bit long, but there was something else. Sure, she could tell that under his tailored suit he was muscular, but that wasn’t quite it either. The man had a certain something that made him draw all eyes in the room to him. It took Tabitha a moment to realize that the certain something was a strong sense of confidence, or something like it.

Things in the office only seemed to return to normal when Mr. Page and his entourage of yes men disappeared into the conference room, finally breaking the spell he’d cast over the office.

Isn’t he just so dreamy? Hilary asked with a soft sigh. What I wouldn’t give for just one night with that man.

He’s all right, Tabitha lied.

Deep down she couldn’t deny her attraction to him, but it wasn’t like it would do her any good to admit it to anyone. No, she lived in the real world and that meant fantasizing about some billionaire was