They hurt me, abuse me, use me...
And now? It\'s a game I\'m going to win..
A game they\'ve been playing since day one.
A game to see who can use me best.
The way Tristian cares, Killian\'s vigilant eyes, and worst of all, my contented moments in Rath\'s bed, were all part of a game.
And then I found out it was all a lie.
Protected.
Cared for.
Despite the awful things they\'ve done to me, they actually made me feel special.
I hadn\'t realized how much they\'ve worn me down and made me feel complacent, but it turns out they\'ve messed with my head just as much as they abused my body.
Even having been subjected to his barbed tongue, he\'s the first man to ever make me feel safe.
Rath is the dark-eyed tempest who took me into his bed.
To me, he\'s the man who seeks to control me, with his cold eyes and possessiveness.
Tristian is fair-haired and charming to anyone who doesn\'t know better.
He thinks I don\'t know that he watches me when I sleep.
Killian is two-hundred-and-twenty pounds of muscle, brutal physicality, and pure spite.
I just wasn\'t expecting punishment like this.
I agreed to be in their beds, on my knees, and punished should I disobey.
I agreed to the contract that made me the Lords\' Lady, a position that requires me to do whatever they want, but only as protection from someone worse.
Literally.
I signed up for it.
They hurt me, abuse me, use me..
