I did so it. I married a billionaire.

My reasons are my very own, but the last thing I anticipated was to experience owned.

I may have taken vows, but I’m still identified to be me.

Now his guidelines are taking over my globe, but I’m not really the kind of girl to just obey.

There’s only 1 problem: I would actually be dropping for him …

I have no idea how this marriage is going to go, but holding onto a piece of myself while succumbing to his filthy pleasures is certainly shaping up to become the trip of a lifetime.