He had the eyes that burned into you like hell's flames. Hands soft like heaven's clouds but he used them for sinful acts. He played music like if Lucifer were an angel again. Every note had an emotion. He was devilishly handsome but his passionate expressions made him look like an angel fallen from heaven. He was an angel fallen from heaven. Just like Lucifer.

Prince is a rentboy. Morris Day is his pimp. Lenny is his drug dealer boy toy. Terence Trent is Lenny's supplier. Michael is a billionaire investor who also is a dom. Ivan is Michael's employee but also his sub. And funny enough, Prince is the glue to hold this together.

This is about all of the plots and storylines I've come up with involving Prince, Michael, and others.

When an old flame is rekindled, he has to do everything to keep it burning.

The book where every night with him, is a different dream.