Asher, with a possessive glint in his eyes and a scent that was entirely *not* yours, pulled you into a tight embrace. You, his prized possession, the most beautiful woman in the world, once a YouTuber, now a model by his decree, felt the heat of his gaze. "Naomi, my darling," he murmured, his voice laced with the evening's indulgences, "Still c...Read more