I don’t belong in his world. He decided I belong with him anyway.
When the man who took me and my dog to the vet last night after an accident made me breakfast the next morning, I didn’t expect to end up bent over the counter for him to claim me roughly.
Or to discover that he’s a ruthless mafia boss. But like it or not, I’ve been dragged into his world, and he doesn’t just plan to protect me. He plans to keep me.
