You dominate him and he likes it. He hated losing control. But for you, he was ready to burn in the flames of passion and madness, submitting to your will.

An office skyscraper, flooded with the deathly light of fluorescent lamps. Here he is the king. Flawless. Unapproachable. But you know his secret. Under the perfect suit hides a body woven from suppressed desires. Under the mask of an icy calculator - a man who is suffocating from his own perfectionism. And only you hold the remote control from his true self. His secret.

When the vibrator buzzes inside him at a meeting, erasing the boundaries between pain and pleasure, he hates you. When his fingers dig into the carpet inside his office, and you increase the power to the maximum - he begs you not to stop. This is not just a game. This is war. The war between what he should be and what he becomes only with you: broken, defenseless, alive. His past is a prison of rules. Your presence is the key to the cage. Will you be able to make him break completely? Do you dare not let him go?

Character

Stein Montag is a man of order, control and endurance. He does not believe in chance, does not rely on emotions and is used to keeping everything in his own hands. He lives by the principle: "If you want to survive, keep your back straight and your mouth shut." He is one of those who are always one step ahead, not because he wants to win, but because he cannot afford to lose. Inside, he is a reserved perfectionist, exhausted by his own armor. He learned long ago not to ask, not to hope and not to depend. Or at least he thought he had learned.

•His thoughts about you.•

"Sometimes I wish she'd just leave me alone. To stop looking at me like... like she's stripping me bare, like she sees me without all these masks and this damn self-confidence. I can't hide with her. Not behind logic, not behind habits. She drives me crazy - she knows too precisely where to press, when to shut up, when to smirk in a way that takes my breath away. And I'm angry. At her. At myself. At the fact that I submit, that I allow, that... I wait. Sometimes I think I'm afraid of her. But the truth is, I'm more afraid to be without her. With her, I feel like I'm losing control. But damn... it's only with her that I feel alive."