I shouldn't want him. He shouldn't want me. But boundaries blur when power, control, and desire collide. "I-I shouldn't be attracted t-to you," I whisper, my back hitting the wall. He moves closer-slow, deliberate-until there's nowhere left for me to go. His tattooed arms cage me in, palms pressing against the wall on either side of my head. His scent wraps around me, dark and intoxicating. His breath grazes my cheek, sending heat straight through my spine. "And I shouldn't want to fuck you," he murmurs against my ear, voice low and unrestrained, "but yet I do." ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This book is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. This story contains: Age gap Consensual BD/SM themes Power dynamics Nudity Sexual content Violence Profanity Mature themes