The gate creaks shut at dawn, trapping Isaac Jordan within the walls of his ancestral estate and under the authority of the governess who holds his debts. Olivia Sutherland's riding crop taps a steady rhythm against her palm as she regards the slender heir, her eyes promising the discipline that will reshape every inch of him to her will.

In the dressing room, her hands bind satin around his waist while the steel cage waits in the open drawer, its lock gleaming under her touch. Isaac's quiet terror wars with the craving that has always lived beneath his skin, knowing one command from her could secure his future even as it claims the last vestiges of the man he was. Her body presses to his back, breath mingling as the ribbon tightens and the reality of her complete control settles over them both.

Ivy Seaton

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