I knew accepting a commission from him was dangerous. Thomas Lancaster—rich, powerful, and always in control. But from the moment I stepped into his world, I wasn't just a designer—I was his. His to tease, his to tame, his to ruin. One lingering touch, one knowing smirk, and suddenly, I was trembling under his gaze, my body betraying me in ways I never imagined. His sharp words stripped me bare, his demands left me breathless, and when he whispered exactly what he wanted from me… I was already too far gone to say no. When he calls me his good boy, I know I'll do anything to please him.