Chapter 4: He Bred Me Deep on His Bed While His Daughter Slept Down the Hall

Emma’s breathing is soft and steady through the baby monitor. She finally fell asleep after a long, fussy evening — the kind of night that reminds me why Adrian hired a live-in nanny in the first place. I should be exhausted. Instead my body hums with anticipation as I step into his bedroom.

Adrian is waiting.

The silk ties are already laid out on the bed. The blindfold. The toys. His eyes are dark with that possessive hunger I’ve come to crave.

“Tonight is different,” he says quietly as he closes the door. “Tonight...