Synopsis

The hospital room’s quiet rhythm vanished as Irene closed her eyes, her father's steady pulse overshadowed by the vivid memory of the previous night. The raw, visceral aftermath of selling herself to Lucian consumed her. She could still feel his massive, calloused hands gripping her hips, anchoring her fragile frame against the plush mattress. When his thick, rigid length parted her thighs, stretching her tight core open for the first time, a blinding wave of unadulterated heat had torn through her defenses. His h…