Her breath quivered as soon as she closed the door behind her. She stepped away from the door with her heart trembling. What she'd saw crawled with ugly claws at her skin.

Brenda, half naked and glowing with shameless submission, on her knees before Antonio.

‘ Would she ever give him that? That kind of submission? Would he ever be like that with her?’

The air around him was thick, heavy with dominance. When his voice dropped “kneel” it wasn't just Brenda who obeyed. Eloise’s own knees almost buckled, her body betraying her pride.

But what broke her wasn't the sight of Brenda kneeling. It was the history between them....