Prince Liam’s POV
“Now that we have taken your arrogance down a few pegs and you know who is in charge, we can have our talk...” The man relaxed back in his chair, releasing his aura against me.
“May I ask you a question, my… my…?” I was stuck. What do I call him? Rogue King? Dark Alpha?
“Since you like the word ‘Master’ so much, you may address me as such…” I knew he was referring to my role as Dom in b**m. My dearies and playthings called me ‘Master’, but for a Dom to call another ‘Master’ was leveling myself to a submissive role. His devilish smirk actually frightened me. His eyes reminded me a pure evil. It made me wonder what was happening beyond those eyes, how his mind worked. How could one person have so much evil power radiating from him just by sitting relaxed in an office cha
