Whips. Chains. Punishments.
These are my world now, ever since gorgeous billionaire Liam Rutherford pushed me into the back of his expensive black SUV, forcing me to live with him at his fancy penthouse apartment in New York City, holding me as collateral for my father’s gambling debt.
He claims I don’t have to do anything I’m not comfortable with.
But that’s only because he’s convinced he’ll be able to break me down, to make me beg for his whips and chains, his rules and punishments -- and all the other twisted, filthy things he’s into.
His chiseled abs, his intoxicating smile, his tongue pushing past my lips, his nails digging into my back… they’re making me lose my mind. I am a slave to his every desire, his every want, his every wicked whisper.
The need for him rages inside of me, even as it makes the humiliation scorch my veins from the inside out.
He says he’s beyond saving.
But I’m going to do my damnedest to try…
Before he breaks me completely.
“I need you to know that I’m not going to hurt you.”
“You already hurt me.” I showed him my wrists, where the metal of the handcuffs had dug into my skin.
He reached out and ran his fingers gently over the faint red marks.
“This is nothing,” he murmured. “I haven’t even gotten started yet.”