***Chandler's POV***The second day in London, by 6:00 PM, the bank issues were finally buried. The Perez accounts were secure. I was at my hotel suite. I needed to clear my head. I’d invited Selene over. She was uncomplicated, sophisticated, and submissive as f*ck. Exactly the kind of distraction I usually favored. We were on the bed. She lay on her back with only her lace undergarments on, her wrists bound tightly together with a silk rope I anchored to the headboard. I settled between her parted legs, hovering over her, my eyes tracking the frantic rise and fall of her chest. "You’ve been a good girl waiting for me, haven't you?" I panted, my voice dropping into that low register. She was exactly my type of woman, but I wasn't looking for a relationship and she wasn't either. Just a good, mindblowing f*ck that we both need. "Yes, Chandler," she whispered, her breath hitching as I wrapped my hand around her throat, pressing harder and watching her moan. "Tell me what you
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