Adam was always just a fantasy.
Older. Intimidating. Sexy.
Then, years later, when I’ve hit rock bottom, he shows up.
But I’m not the happy girl I was when we first met. I’ve lost all control of my life. I expect him to walk away from my mess.
Instead, he offers to take me in hand.
To rule me.
I know it’s wrong.
But why does it feel so right?
I’ve wanted her since the moment I laid eyes on her.
Those lush curves, the shy way she looked at me.
I wanted to make her mine.
I held back for years.
Then I find out her life has fallen apart.
I can’t stand by and watch her self-destruct.
She needs to learn control, and I’m going to teach it to her. But I want more than her body and her obedience.
I want her love.