His Plaything
"Dirty little liar," I muttered, my voice low and condescending. She always played the innocent card so well, but this... this was a deliberate choice. She knew what she was doing when she slipped these on before coming to my office.
I lifted the lace to my nostrils, inhaling deeply, letting her essence fill me. My tongue darted out, dragging across the fabric to taste the remnants of her wetness. It was electric, but this couldn't compare to the real thing. I didn't even realize when my hand moved on its own, stroking the hardness straining against my trousers.
It wasn't enough.
Sliding the panties over my head like a crude mask, I stared into the bathroom mirror, the lace clinging to my skin like a second layer. The absurdity of my reflection didn't faze me—it rarely did.
***
After being crowned the sexiest woman in North America, Bianca's world was turned upside down by a life-threatening heart condition. But everything changed when she awoke with a new heart-a gift from a mysterious stranger who wished to remain anonymous.
Bianca meets the devil-Dante Wentworth, a DID billionaire who wants nothing more than to claim the body she craves to offer. Despite her best efforts to resist his magnetic pull, Bianca can't help but feel drawn to him, and her borrowed heart seems to ache for him more with every passing moment, turning her into a slave of rootless desires.
To Dante, she's nothing but a plaything-a simple conquest. And he's bent on exploiting her obsession with him to its fullest.
But what happens when Bianca discovers that her time left is limited and that some people are just irredeemable? Will she ever uncover who her donor was to Dante?
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