Page 1 of The Possession

Prologue

Luka

Savannah is my plaything.

My toy.

Mypossession.

She affords me complete control, her trust in me an exquisite gift I intend to honor. But our dynamic isn’t for everyone.

I’m not a selfless man.

Nor am I a proper hero.

I resemble the darkness in the shadows because I’m the kind of man built to destroy. And Savannah is my current obsession.

She’s gorgeous and curved in all the right places. Her pale skin reddens beautifully. Her dark hair is full and meant to be grabbed, twisted, and pulled. And her eyes. Fuck me, those midnight irises undo me every time. Especially when she cries.

Mmm, yes, the things I enjoy doing to her are not always pleasant, and they’re not meant for the faint of heart. Power exchange is not for everyone. And domination upsets some. But in my world, I’m in charge. And Savannah is my sweet little slave, so eager to please me in any way I choose.

Tonight, she’ll play with two of my friends.

No rules.

No limits.

Just the way I like it.

Savannah

I couldn’t stop shaking.It didn’t matter how many deep breaths I forced myself to take; my world continued to vibrate.

These were the moments I hated most—the moments where I didn’t know what to expect next. And yet, I did. I knew what was going to happen. I just didn’t knowwhen.

Master Luka had sent me a message thirty minutes ago telling me to put on a black dress and wait for him in the foyer. I knew which dress he meant. It was the one he preferred me in when he intended to bring company home.

Short.

Easy access.

Tight across my breasts.

I swallowed, knowing what would follow. His friends would use me to their hearts’ content and leave me shattered in their wake.

I’d ache for days.

There would be bruises.

So many bruises.

But Master Luka would kiss them all away, praising me for pleasing him. He loved to share. And I loved him, so I did whatever he asked. Including this.

I knelt on the area rug, clasping my hands in my lap, waiting in the submissive pose he preferred.

Hours could pass before he finally returned. This was all part of his game. If he found me out of position, I would be punished.

And I didn’t want to be punished.

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