Caspian had already read Felicia’s profile before accepting her into his world.
Bold. Confident. A woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
Most women who walked through his doors came with hesitation, curiosity, or silent submission—even those experienced in this arrangement. But Felicia?
Felicia was different. She reached out first with a direct inquiry, no fumbling or timid pleasantries. As he prepared for their first session, he knew it wouldn’t be like the others.
His world thrived on control and clear boundaries. Felicia would challenge those. The penthouse elevator chimed, announcing her arrival. Caspian waited for her to approach.
The door opened, and Felicia entered confidently, unlike most women around him. She was stunning, with dark curls, a smirk, and a fitted dress leavin
