I know I shouldn't covet my sister's ex-boyfriend.
She may have wanted nothing to do with his BDSM lifestyle, but I'm a born submissive. And the only place I want to be is under Simon's command.
But he won't go near me. Not with the memory of her so close.
That leaves me no choice. If he won't touch me when he knows who I am, I'll have to come to him in disguise.
He's worth the risk. I'm meant to be his. Now I just have to prove it to him.
Being a Dominant cost me my first love, but I can't deny who I am. I won't. Control and power are everything, and the way I keep mine is by playing only with experienced subs. No exceptions.
Until I met her.
She wore a mask, but I knew the moment our lips touched she was meant to belong to me. Young, new to the world of BDSM—I knew training her would be a risk.
I didn't know it would destroy me.