When we first met, we took to each other like past life lovers. The connection between us was undeniable and nothing like either of us had ever had before. From complete opposite sides of life, a king and a jester, we were brought into each other's lives by mere chance. This is our story.

This is a sequel, please read "Don't Touch What's His" to completion. "Kitten, I'd do anything for you." I'd do anything, anything at all, just to make him mine. I'd crawl through the depths of hell and heaven just to hear him say yes. I'd walk over hot and sharp nails just to see him wear this ring. I'd give myself to Jesus just to see him walk down that isle right toward me. I'd posses his family...all to make him Mine forever.

I had never been so in love. He was the definition of perfect. I wanted him to live like a prince. I wanted him to belong to me. I needed his love and attention. My heart yearned for him since our first meeting. The seemingly innocent boy...I wanted his body, I wanted his heart. Just by smiling he turned me into a beggar, something I strived long and hard not to become. But for him, I'd become anyone and anything to have and keep him. I cared deeply for him and anyone who wished any harm upon even a single hair on his body was to die by my hands. That was not a threat, but a promise.

Disclaimer. If you want to understand this story go and read the first book; His To Play, if you do all of this will make sense. *Updates Daily! ~~~~ I remember the day. The day it happened. The day that ruined me. The day that Axel died. I haven't seen him ever since then, they won't let me, they won't tell me why and it pisses me off. I miss Axel, all I want is him to be back with me. I want my boyfriend back. I've been going for therapy, but what does that do. Talking about Axel makes it worse, I don't like therapy. I'm on a bunch of pills now too. I take them accordingly, overdosing doesn't seem right. Every time I try do it something stops me, something in the back of my head. They told me he died, I refused to believe them, but with each passing day I feel like it's true. I want Axel back...I'm weak without him...I'm nothing.

Brady Jacobs is new to Newton Lake high but has heard how undeniably, heart wrenchingly, stomach twistingly and death defyingly cliché everything is. So it was no surprise that the bad boy of the school Royce Tracy fell for him. He'd always had a thing about liking "pretty boys" and did his best to stay clear of them but there was no avoiding Royce. With the help of Brady's best friend Melissa, Royce is able to find out Brady's interests to impress him. But how long can Brady resist the charm of the bad boy?

I'm only here for his sexual pleasure, I'm like every other innocent boy he has tricked into being his sex slave...nothing but a toy. He found me crying in an ally way after I got so drunk and got kicked out of school. I hadn't been home since my expelling. I was afraid of my parents, so I wondered off with my fake ID and drank my sorrows, despair and problems away. He was so kind to take me in for the night and I was grateful. In the morning I told him the full story and he said I could stay as long as I wanted. I took this to my advantage but it seemed he had the upper hand in the situation. He played me into being his sex slave.   I had made a deal with the devil and became His To Play.