He has everything: money, fame, power. But he chooses to "kneel" for her. He wants her to command him, to curse him, to bind, drag, and step on him until there's nothing left of the man he's supposed to be. He doesn't want love, he doesn't want to be pampered. He just wants someone to drag him to hell and laugh at him while he's there.

And she... is that person. The mysterious Dom from the BDSM club who never touched him with a hint of kindness. There were only her ice-cold commands, a derisive laugh, and the way her fingertips traced the links of his chains that night as if he wasn't a man, but a toy to be tossed aside the moment she grew bored. He's addicted to her, driven to madness by the memory, yet he has no idea who she is.

Until one day, he walks into a boardroom and finds his "owner" the woman who once made him lick her boots sitting across the table, introduced as the rival CEO he must negotiate a billion-dollar deal with.

In that moment, he cares for nothing not the company, not his dignity. All he wants is for her to grab him by the collar, yank him down to his knees once more, and whisper, "Don't you dare come until you beg for permission."

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