Chapter 5: Why Does It Feel So Good to Be Pushed Around?
She bit her lower lip until it blanched, a faint trickle of blood seeping through the delicate skin. Once, she had been a man—bold, unyielding, a pillar of strength. But…
She bit her lower lip until it blanched, a faint trickle of blood seeping through the delicate skin. Once, she had been a man—bold, unyielding, a pillar of strength. But…