Jett
For the first time in a very long time, I felt on the edge of giddy. I had her, the one I wanted. Asia Jones would be my sub and fake wife for the next three months!
I pulled the black boxes out of the drawer of my nightstand and looked the wedding set over. The engagement ring was three karats, the wedding bands were platinum, and I was going to give Asia all of the rings that cost thousands of dollars.
Just like any divorced woman, Asia would leave our contract with a huge home, a new car, jewelry that was worth a lot of money, plus a large chunk of cash to call her own. I really was changing the girl’s life for the better.
And I’d teach her along the way about the finer things in life. Along with that, she’d get the knowledge of how to be a good sub. If she ever did find hersel
