He's not just going to take me. He's going to tame me.
After escaping both my father's plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman... until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room.
He's a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can't help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there.
I can run, but I know soon I'll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.
Because I'm his to take.