Royal Mistake

What happens when your friends dare you to text the perfect man? You text the wrong one.

Only I didn’t know, our conversations interesting and flirtatious. They kept my mind off my failing business. When our texts turned into sexts, we decided to meet. That’s when I learned my mistake. He was Valerio Royal, as ruthless and handsome as he was wealthy. Part owner of several billion dollar businesses including two exclusive by membership only clubs catering to every dark proclivity. For a hefty price.

Our passion exploded, the one night spent together incredible. I thought I’d never see him again, but he made me an unscrupulous offer. Marry him and he’d save my failing business. With no other choices, I agreed.

With a man like him, strings were always attached. As he showed me his dominating side, teaching me about the darker side of passion, he unleased the woman deep within. His firm hand and strikes of a leather strap were everything I needed.

Yet he wanted more. Not just my hand in marriage or my full submission. He required all of me. Heart and soul.