Controlled

I knew one taste of her would never be enough. So I made her mine.

As the head of the most powerful mafia family in Chicago, I can buy anything I want. But this beautiful ballerina whose innocence soothes the savage beast within me isn't for sale.

She'll still be mine.

Helpless and vulnerable, my sweetest possession will dance over my knee as I paint her bare ass a delicious shade of pink, then writhe and moan and beg as she comes for me again and again.

I could break her easily, but she's too perfect to break.

So I'll just bend her to my will instead.