Correcting Candi

Title: Correcting Candi

Author: Jessica Lynne

Release date: July 25, 2019

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Ralph Hamilton is the owner of R. Hamilton & Co.

Little does Candi know that his influence in her life will go far beyond the office…

Candi is a twenty-five-year-old young woman living off her daddy’s money in New York. After getting to know her, Ralph is on to her.

She may think life is being unkind, but he has other ideas…

Blurb:

Candi is a twenty-five-year-old young woman living off her daddy’s money in New York. Having everything handed to her certainly hasn’t helped her in the maturity department and when her father threatens to cut her off, she has no choice but to find a job. When she meets with a job recruiter, Ralph Hamilton, seeking employment, he is baffled by the constant setbacks she’s had with each previous employer. After getting to know her, Ralph is on to her. She may think life is being unkind, but he has other ideas…

Ralph Hamilton is the owner of R. Hamilton & Co. Life has thrown him some curve balls, but when he meets Candice, she proves to be just the woman he needs to get his life back. Little does Candi know that his influence in her life will go far beyond the office…

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance contains elements of suspense, adult language, sensual scenes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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Excerpts:

1. “I understand that, Mista Hamilton but you still haven’t told me what you are proposing…” He sat back and nodded his agreement. “What I am proposing, Candice is for you to allow me to reform you.” His eyes met hers, silently, with an authoritative presence that was all their own. She wanted to burst out laughing again but when she looked into his eyes, she could see he wasn’t bluffing. “And how do you intend to do that?” she questioned, eyes wide with disbelief. “First, I would like to make it very clear that our relationship would be strictly platonic. I am not out to hit on you or try to take advantage of you. I will view you as an employer views their employee. You likewise will refer to me as Sir. You would reside in my home and have rules which you would be expected to follow and routines which you would be expected to keep. Adherence to your rules and responsibilities would earn you rewards and privileges and rule breaking would earn you punishments.” “Um,” she croaked, her mouth dry from falling open. “What do you mean by punishments?” “I mean that you will be punished for failure to adhere to my authority in any way that I see fit. The methods I use could be as simple as a reprimand or

they could be as complex and humbling as a thorough bare bottom spanking, given over my knee. Do you catch my drift?” Blushing – she could actually feel herself blushing! She couldn’t remember the last time she had done so. No one had that effect on her, ever. And while she sat there trying to contain her embarrassment, and arousal, he sat across from her cool as a cucumber, not so much as breaking a sweat.

2. “And what did I say would happen if you didn’t obey me,” he asked calmly. She tried to appear nonchalant, unaffected, unconcerned, but the truth was she felt none of those things. “I’d get a spanking,” she stated quietly. “What was that?” he asked. She tried to swallow her fear. “I’d get a spanking,” she repeated more loudly. He nodded his agreement and slowly raised his left hand to unbutton his right shirt cuff. Her breathing seemed to heighten as she kept her eyes grounded, sensing his every move. When he finished folding his right cuff over, he repeated the action on his left, releasing the buttons and carefully folding the cuff over to just below his elbow. Once he was finished, he turned to her. “Right then, I believe a consequence is in order,” he stated. “Candice, stand up and take your pants down.” Her eyes shot up in disbelief. Although he had said he would do this very thing she couldn’t wrap her brain around the reality of it here in the moment. “Like hell I will,” she stated, jumping to her feet. Ralph sat back stoically, his height nearly reaching hers even from his sitting position.

“We agreed, Candice. You agreed. If you’re going to trust the process you will have to accept my conditions. My rules and the consequences for breaking them are really quite simple to understand. They may not always be easy to follow, but they are simple, doable, achievable measures. If you are going to benefit from this process, you are going to have to trust me.”

3. “Candice,” he called, walking over to the other side of the bed. Sure enough, her eyes were red-rimmed. He knelt down beside her and took her hand. “You just broke a whole slew of rules down there.” “I don’t care,” she yelled through her tears. “Spank me again if you have to. I meant everything I said and I’m not sorry for sayin’ it.” He held up a hand to calm her. “I’m not going to punish you for it, Candi. Truth is, you were right about some things. I guess I’ve been afraid to get close to people after what happened because I don’t want to get hurt again. When all that happened, I almost lost myself and I had two choices: I could have become a victim and felt sorry for myself or I could fight for my life and conquer it. I chose to work hard and not let what happened beat me. I didn’t let it hold me back or rob me of my life. That’s what I want for you, Candi. I want you to become the kind of person that will fight and never say die, fight for what’s important and not quit.” Candi’s eyes met his. It wasn’t lost on her that he’d finally begun to address her differently. “I want that too, Ralph, but you can’t do you and just say fuck everyone else. You gotta still let people in sometimes. Everyone needs someone to love them.”

4. “I don’t want you to let me…” Candi interjected, her eyes pleading in his direction. Fear was etched across her face, a look he’d never seen her wear before. He’d seen her nervous before, yes. She was nervous when he gave her a spanking, but this was not that. Every feature of her face was drawn out and taut as if her life itself depended on his staying. “Please don’t go, Ralph.” She reached out for him afraid this would be the last time, afraid he’d make her leave and not return. “I’ll take the spanking, please. I want to do better than this. Teach me, Ralph, teach me to do right.”

Author Bio:

I have a strong belief that when something of value is broken- a person, a keepsake, or a relationship- you don’t throw it away, you fix it! Whether the thing in need of repair is a character trait, an attitude, an heirloom, or a marriage- you do whatever is necessary to repair it if possible. (I have a whole shelf full of hot-glued Willow Tree figurines to prove it!)

My focus is relationships. My passion is love. Much of my writing embraces themes such as renewed relationships, trust and forgiveness, repentance and correction, and character refining. I was given the advice once, “Don’t be afraid to be bold,” and that is how I try to approach my writing.

I began writing at a very early age. I enjoyed putting stories together. In fact, I once wrote on cardboard after I had run out of paper. As a teenager, I wrote short stories, poetry, and began to dabble in novella writing. As a mother of many little’s, my writing has been put away for a time and I am just now beginning to dust it off and put pen to paper again.

My stories are about relationships and commitment. They encompass themes such as strong men who lead their women, and headstrong women who learn to trust their man. Many times, this compromise takes place over a red bottom!

I hope that you will join me on my journey into author-hood and that you enjoy my books! Thank you for your support!

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