Now I’ll take something from him—something irreplaceable.
But even when Joseph doubles the amount of money he owes me, I don’t give her up.
Nope. I have an image to maintain.
So I keep her.
And I’m not giving her up.
Penelope Sky is a New York Times and USA Today best selling romance author. She writes dark romance and encourages the reader to empathize with her characters. Her titles include: The Scotch King, The Scotch Queen, The Scotch Royals, Buttons and Shame, and Buttons and Pain.
I walked to my apartment and took a short cut down an alleyway.
That was the worst mistake of my life.
Four men grabbed me. I fought them off, but when the barrel of a gun was pressed between my eyes, I knew the game was up.
But then a man appeared from the shadows and scared the men away like rats.
Tall, dark, and handsome.
His name is Bosco Roth.
He just saved my life, but he didn't do it for free.
He wants something in return.
A kiss. A hot and passionate kiss right up against the wall.
But that kiss is just the beginning.
The owner of the biggest underground casino.
He's the kind of man who gets what he wants. He's got the best poker face in the world.
Now he wants me.
When things become too intense, I hit the brakes and make a run for it.
But one problem...he won't let me go.
Now I belong to Bosco Roth.
The payment can't be settled with money or favors. He only wants one thing. Me.
Every action gets a reward. A button. Once I fill his jar with three hundred and sixty-five buttons, he'll let me go. He'll let me walk away.
But I have to earn every single one. By submitting to the darkest, cruelest, and most beautiful man I've ever known.
** TRIGGER WARNING ** There are some dark and disturbing scenes of abuse and punishment.
When I saw my escape, I took it. Now I'm in New York City and trying to get my life back on track. Despite the tracker in my ankle, Crow hasn't come for me. He hasn't even called me. I told him the depth of my feelings but he cruelly rejected them.
Maybe he's forgotten about me.
One day, I walk into my apartment and spot the pile of buttons on the counter. I never left them there, and there's only one explanation for their presence.
Maybe Crow hasn't forgotten me after all.