Danielle<

“Tell me, Danielle.”

I glanced down at the diamond choker, sparkling even in the dim light of Mr. Grant’s cave, perfectly with the black, leather collar sitting next to it on a velvet cushion.

What will happen if I didn’t actually meet up to his standards? I was already falling harder than necessary and it’d would totally break me if it ends.

I looked into his eyes, so intense, willing me to speak, to say ‘yes’ to his proposal. I could tell my silence was grating on him, even as he held me close, the sweat from our hot sex mingling on our naked bodies.

“I can’t.”

The look...