But that right there is not right. Because what you like in bed has nothing to do with who you are,” Eton said, watching her carefully. “But you’re implying there’s something wrong with that. You don’t sound like someone completely comfortable with who you are.”Averting her gaze, Kaia let out a small laugh. “I’m a bit kinky in bed, and I’m proud of it.”Eton put his thumb under her chin and tipped it up, bringing their faces close. “Are you, really?” he said quietly. “But why you hide your true self under a guise of a very carefree and cheerful girl when you're nothing like that? Are you wondering how can I tell. Because you see, when I first saw you, I saw a little girl who seemed to be forcing herself to be something she wasn’t.”Kaia could only look at him, her throat dry and thick. “I’m like this because I don’t have the kindest dad in the world and because my dad happens to be a dangerous man with a quick temper. And I dress that way because I want to look older and be taken ser

But Eton did something unexpectedly. He let go of her and stepped away. Deflating, Kaia watched numbly as Eton strode out of the room. And the door locked after him with an audible click. Kaia plopped back on Eton's bed and groaned in frustration, touching her tingling lips. “You’re such an idiot, Kaia. Why are you expecting something you shouldn't have?" she said aloud before laughing. It was either that or she would started crying.Fuck this... *** “I told you to stay out of this room,” Vlad said when he brought her food. Kaia took the tray and ignored his words. In the past six days since Eton had left, she had perfected the art of ignoring the man's head of security. It wasn’t difficult.She didn’t know what Eton had told Vlad, but these days the beefy blond barely dared look at her when he brought her food.It was actually kind of funny how carefully Vlad avoided any eye contact. It was a stark contrast to the way the guy had behaved before: the look in Vlad’s eyes had use

ONE MONTH LATER Rubbing the coarse hair on Eton's wide chest, Kaia wondered how it was possible to feel this good with a man who was the definition of Mr. Wrong. It was kind of freaky how sexually compatible she and him were. It wasn’t like Kaia's previous sexual experiences were bad—far from it—but this was something else. This was the sort of attraction that made her feel almost high when Eton Domino touches her, and sex-starved when he didn’t. It was heady. It was scary. It was scary how well Eton could read her body and play it like an instrument. He was bossy when Kaia wanted to be owned and ordered around, he was gentle and understanding when she needed cuddles and snuggles, and he was deliciously cruel and scary when Kaia was in the mood to pretend she didn’t want it, even though she's actually craving for it. The scariest part was, it went both ways. Kaia was just as attuned to Eton. When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, l