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Owned by the Pain (BDSM Temptation). BDSM temptation
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- ISBN8231605071
- EAN9798231605071
- Date de parution14/09/2025
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- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurWalzone Press
Résumé
There are moments when control is stripped away, not by force, but by the slow unraveling of every boundary you swore would protect you. Vivienne had built walls high enough to keep out anyone who dared to challenge her. She wasn't soft, she wasn't weak, and she certainly wasn't the kind of woman to kneel for any man. But the man standing in front of her wasn't just any man. Chris didn't need to raise his voice.
He didn't need to touch her to make her skin prickle and her breath shorten. His presence alone was a weight, a demand. He promised pain-not as punishment, but as a gift. Pain that would strip her of her armor and make her feel something raw, something she'd buried for years. This wasn't about love. This wasn't even about lust. This was about surrender. And Vivienne swore she would never give him that.
Until the first time he made her tremble.
He didn't need to touch her to make her skin prickle and her breath shorten. His presence alone was a weight, a demand. He promised pain-not as punishment, but as a gift. Pain that would strip her of her armor and make her feel something raw, something she'd buried for years. This wasn't about love. This wasn't even about lust. This was about surrender. And Vivienne swore she would never give him that.
Until the first time he made her tremble.
