Kyla wanted to laugh at the absurdity she found herself in, even as her inside was a storm of fear. It had been a month here, and she was in the middle of nowhere with an old man who already had a wife, asking her to be his.
What happened to the regular… 'Hey, I want you.'?
Where is the right to choose? Romano doesn't look ready to take give her that.
"You drugged me in the bar. Kidnapped me and want me to be your submissive?"
He nodded immediately. "I do my things differently, Miss Harper."
"Does your wife know about this? Or you married her the same way."
Romano's gaze darkened.
"My wife is missing. She was upset when I told her I like you."
Missing. Makes sense. It's no wonder his wife had a stiff smile that gala night. The confirmation was clear.
Dr. Romano was sick. If it was
