All the Ways You Own Me
After going bankrupt, I was given away as a gift by my former nemesis, Colt Reyes. My former lover, Emerson Snyder, the one I had played with the most ruthlessly before, now traced his fingers along my face, his hands roaming every inch of my body.
"You sure had a lot of lovers," he said.
I provoked him defiantly, telling him he was the most despicable among all my lovers.
He gave my face a light pat, his suggestive tone dripping with amusement. "That's okay. Now you only need to serve me."