The Promise of Love: A Billionaire Romance in Bloomington, MN

I saw her and knew I needed her... Her face, that mouth, those eyes... I needed to taste her body, every inch of it. She was feisty and I needed to punish her. She's a good girl, but she's bad with me. She needs to be touched by an experienced hand. I lost her once; I won't lose her again.
I will claim her as my own again.