Then, Jared came along. Sitting in my café, browsing my bookshelves, quietly pushing himself under my skin until I was no longer content to exist inside my walls. He was different than the man I'd lost, but at the same time, he was everything I'd tried to hide from, everything I had convinced myself I no longer wanted.
Jared, patient and kind, wanted me. He wanted my submission. But how could I give it? How could I allow him to break me when I didn't want to be broken anymore?
Author's Note: This is not your typical BDSM book. These are not your typical BDSM characters. The pain of loss and the catalyst who brings about healing are contained within these pages. Read at your own risk.
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