BRIELLE’S POV

“Pull off your robe. Kneel and crawl to me.”

The words spilling out of Lord Darius’s lips sent torrents of joy again down Brielle’s legs, and quickly, she proceeded to do just as he had instructed.

The instant she entered the room, noting the dim lighting and the look on his face, she knew that today would be different. It wouldn’t be like the typical night they spent the last few weeks, and this time, she would fully display her role as his submissive.

A sliver ...