Owned

"You break her, you own her."

I didn't want to be paired with
her. The perfect, crushable blossom who looks like she will safe- word after
one stroke of my cane. The former roommate of my bratva brother's new wife. I
won't fall for her eagerness to please. Her steady submission. But when she
takes all, I dish out, it becomes increasingly clear: she belongs to me
now.