Two very different people.
One scandalous proposition.
My legs refuse to move.
And my arms.
And, quite possibly my heart, as well.
Hell, even my eyes can’t bring themselves to blink, completely bulged and glassy, as if they’re large marbles sitting in my face. My spine turns to ice, feeling insanely rigid and stiff I think I just might snap right in half if I even breathe too hard.
Maybe it’s a good thing my lungs just decided to quit on me, too, then.
My brain is having serious trouble processing the words in front of me. My mouth goes incredibly dry, and I can’t even bring myself to swallow to relieve the parched sensation. I just stand there for several seconds—or maybe it’s several minutes, I don’t know—unable to look away from the piece of paper.
Reserved for sub.
Reserved. For. Sub.
R.e.s.e.r.v.e.d. f.o.r. s.u.b.
Every single letter in those three unsettling, heart-stopping words loop around in my head over and over again until that’s all I can see. Everything else fades away, and I experience the most chilling, sobering moment of clarity I’ve ever had.
This is for real.
Like, this is really, really happening.
Feast your eyeballs and fall absolutely head over heels in love with Eme Strife's edgy, sizzling, intriguing, incredibly sexy, and captivating unconventional romance story. Each installment will keep you strapped to the very edge of your seat and constantly guessing on one hell of an emotional roller-coaster. You'll never think of the phrase, "Doctor-Patient Confidentiality”, in the same way ever again once you read this!
This story unfolds over several volumes. IT IS NOT A STANDALONE. This is the ninth book.
This series contains mature and adult content (nudity, graphic sex, and strong language). Because of its explicit nature, it is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.