Ten submissive women. One billionaire dominant.
Three months competing for his “affections.”
One winner takes all.
You crashed into my life with your jacked-up vibrator, and your inappropriate notes, and you saved me. You saved me when I didn't know I needed saving.
Love was a dream. And just like a dream, there were no assurances behind it. It didn't grow on its own. It didn't blossom without food to feed it. It was the greatest in its subtleties.