Yours, Daddies!
He just shut the door behind him and began gesturing into the room, his eyes dragging across every inch of her body.
Isadora’s body quivered from within, the look in his eyes stirring up something rough and dangerous within her. But she shut it out. Because… she couldn’t be dripping or desiring him again, like he and his brother didn’t fucking ruin her body like she was theirs to greedily ravish.
“So, you are into stuff like this?” Damian asked, raising the book that she was reading.
It was a dark romance, and the title was enough introduction about what the book contained.