Scarlett goes looking for a job and ends up finding the guy of her dreams. Sam, a sadistic dominant, owner of a BDSM club finds himself training the girl he would like to call his own to be a waitress at his club.

Heavily kinky smut-shots between two male characters, Disclaimer: this book is too kinky for anyone's own good

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.

[..] "Are you always this difficult ?" Cole let his arms down along his body and Alyssa instinctively backed away except she had no more room to cower in, her ass was already digging into the cold, hard counter. "Does it bother you ?" She found it thrilling to irate him and see his reactions, she was clearly chasing that fear and excitement he delivered. On top of that, she was sure he could not follow through with his intentions. His chest swelled, making him bigger if that was even possible and then slouched over her, planting each hand on either side of her body, trapping her between him and the sinks. He wasn't touching her, he wasn't hurting her in any way, he wasn't doing anything other than that. Alyssa relieved some of her weight on her hands, then bent back to avoid his upper body meeting hers. "It doesn't bother me at all, Alyssa." Fuck, calling my name again. Alyssa fluttered her eyes, losing her wits to the sound of his voice. "As I said before, I like it, which explains my earlier statement. You shamelessly infected my mind tonight and I hardly performed." [...] ----------------------------------------------------- What does a cute, dainty, petite woman interested in the BDSM lifestyle hopes to find when she visits the prestigious Hellhound Club ? A gentle Dom ? A Daddy Dom ? A Master ? Alyssa's deceiving looks might fool others, but not HIM. Master Cole, the toughest, most scrupulous and skilled Sadist, quickly got his eyes on her. She was the delicious treat his hands were aching to ravage, and he was the agonizing instrument of all her fantasies. As her passion lies in screams, Alyssa would do anything to please him, anything for his touch, anything for his love, anything for his ... Kiss.