For months, I’ve been drawn to Dark Grove Plantation again and again, unable to resist the allure of one particular raven-haired beauty. The only problem: Ella likes to be in charge, and she’s made it clear with her barbed tongue that she has zero interest in submitting to me.
But my instincts tell me that lies are dripping from those perfect, red-painted lips. There’s a sweet submissive hidden somewhere under her haughty exterior, and I intend to earn her surrender. Ella will be mine.