"Get on the testing desk and spread your legs, Miss Ariana."The command hangs in the air between them, cold and clinical and absolutely not clinical at all. Ariana's heart is hammering so hard she thinks he can hear it. She should be ashamed. She should be embarrassed. She should say no.But those dark eyes are on her, and she's never felt so seen in her entire life.And it all started when she decided to sign up to be Dominic's sex toy testing subject.***The fluorescent lights of St. Catherine's Hospital hummed overhead, casting everything in a sickly white glow. Ariana sat in the plastic chair outside her sister's room, the hospital billing statement crumpled in her trembling hands.$47,800.The number blurred as her eyes burned. She'd already paid $23,000 over the past eight months. The insurance had covered most of the initial surgery, but the complications....the extended stay, the specialized treatment, the medications, those had become her burden. Her sister's burden, techni
Last Updated : 2026-09-07
LOGIN
