It was supposed to be just one night. He made it forever.
My brother intended to match me with the heir to a powerful Russian mob family, but when Jaxon Prince took me home from a masquerade ball and ordered me to strip, I did as I was told.
I knew he’d tear my clothes off himself and spank my bare ass red if I disobeyed, but mostly I needed to know what it would feel like to rake my nails into his back as he ravaged me brutally.
By the time this ruthless crime boss was done with me, I wasn’t just sore and utterly spent.
I was his.
