FALLON
“Would that be much different from this option? You’ve already got the strapped to the bed part completed.” I glare at him.
“Vastly, with me, you’ll have a choice. My men won’t give you one, nor will they let you choose who f***s you.” I blink at him, trying to figure out where this choice is because I don’t think there is one. Either way, I’m f****d, literally and figuratively.
“I’m failing to see how sleeping with you would be a choice.”
Leone laughs, the sound making my skin crawl at the dark edge to it. “The difference is being my w***e will be far less painful. We won’t be trying to hurt you. You’ll be safe and off-limits to anyone else besides Milo. Milo’s infatuation with you ensures you’re safe with him.”
“And you?” I ask, weighing my options. None seem appealing, but I
