Tell Me Who Owns You, Princess
Growing up he was the bad boy with a heart of gold, but his charm never worked on me. He never fell for my sweet, girl-next-door act either. We were the only ones who could glimpse beyond the facades we created for the world, but we still only saw the worst in each other.
I was content to avoid him when I returned to our hometown. That became impossible when I showed up to meet my new Dom and found him waiting for me. He was the last person I would ever submit to, so I did the only thing I could do. I ran, but it was too late.
I already gave the devil a laundry list of ways to make me fall at his feet and he planned to use it against me. It’s not a fair fight, but who wants to win when losing feels this good?
