Her name was Mia. Rich girl, law school drop-out, smart, crazy sexy, and in over her head with me from the moment I rescued her on the side of a South Florida road.
She's going to require some delicate handling on my part. Maybe that's what challenges me about her. Her innocence.
She'll play my games. They all do. I train them, and they love what I give back. I need them, too, but only the sex; it keeps the nightmares away. I'm addicted to the game, to the action, to the control.
I'm good at what I do. I own a piece of Command Performance, one of South Beach's hottest sex clubs.
But no one owns a piece of me. Not the army. Not anymore.
Not even Mia. Not yet.
Jenna Elliot has been writing since she was a baby gator at the University of Florida. What started as sweet romances soon turned into steamy new adult novels. When she's not writing--or researching --Jenna enjoys spending time with her adopted Basset Hound and cat, Sherlock and Watson, cooking new recipes from Pinterest, and binge watching Netflix. Her life goals include being a contestant on a game show, writing a book (check!), and conquering her resting bitch face. Jenna is a lover, not a fighter.