Bound

They say I have everything - a business, a ring, a man who checks every box.
But what they don't see is the silence between the words.
The ache that no one touches.
The part of me that stays locked away.

Then he walked into my shop.

He said his name was Jensen Grant, but his eyes told another story.
Sharp. Calculated. Watching me like he already knew what I craved before I did.
Every visit, he unraveled me without ever laying a hand.
Every word was a tether. Every glance, a dare.
And when I finally followed him past the velvet door into his world,
I learned what it meant to surrender - not just my body, but the lies I told myself to survive.

Now I'm no longer sure what's more dangerous - the life I built...
Or the man who's teaching me how to burn it all down.