POV: Vivian | Timeline: Thursday evening
I made it to my car before I broke completely.
The tears came hard and fast—anger, confusion, betrayal, desire, all tangled together until I couldn't tell one emotion from another. I sat in the parking garage of Kane Industries, sobbing into my steering wheel, clutching the contract like it might disappear if I let go.
Alexander Kane.
Sir.
The same man.
Six months. Six months of thinking I was safe in my anonymity. Six months of pouring myself out to a stranger who turned out to be the most dangerous person in my entire life.
He knew everything. Every fantasy I'd confessed in the dark. Every shameful desire I'd whispered when I thought no one who mattered could hear. Every time I'd begged and degraded myself for his pleasure.
And then he'd s
