He thinks he doesn’t deserve her, that he doesn’t deserve to be happy. The demons he fights are loud and strong, some are real, while others are not. But he wants her. And he’ll have her.
He’ll share her. They’ll plunge her into the most erotic oblivion she’s ever experienced.
But when devastation strikes, can they survive it?
No one will escape without being hurt.
I thought I was fine, I thought my life was ok. Until I met him. One night of erotic abandon blew open the door to the prison of my life and there was no way I wanted to lock it back up. I couldn’t, not when he kept coming back. But I knew there would be a price to pay. There always is, I had been warned. The past always comes back to haunt you especially when it promised it would.
Your body is my playground and I want to play.
Life is good. I have control, I like having control. Until I met her. I thought that one night of her deliciousness would be enough to satisfy me. I was wrong. I wanted more, there was something about her, she was different. And now I was losing control, there was no way in hell I was going to lose.
Betrayal. Just like that everything I had built, my entire life, was falling apart. My world threatened to collapse from under me, everything was slipping through my hands, and it looked like there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop the destruction. I was going to lose everything but the worst part was, I was going to lose her.
A second chance.
Fate smiled down on me and gave me a second chance. And it was so much better than I could have ever imagined. He worshipped my body, he made me feel adored. Until that day. The day I found them, the day his skeletons came pouring out of that closet he thought was so well hidden. He made a huge mistake if he thought I was naive. It was time for me to take control.
Can he SWITCH to get it all back?