Mahiro became a professional figure skater for one reason -- the object of his lust from the time he was a teenager, Alex Breschi. But he never advanced far enough for Alex to notice him. Now Alex is retired from skating and working as a thriller author, while Mahiro gracefully bowed out of competition to become a successful app developer and professional Dom in New York City.<br><br>Reality and fantasy collide at a penthouse play party when Mahiro meets his idol. Alex is researching a book, and he wants to learn more about the lifestyle. In fact, he wants to be trained as a submissive. By Mahiro.<br><br>Mahiro knows it's a terrible idea. He's hardly objective, and Alex is a novice. Still, all those years of longing shatter his reserve, and he cannot refuse to have the man of his dreams in his hands.  He's going to make sure Alex notices him now. It's only a business arrangement, and since Alex is returning to Russia in a few months, Mahiro can have some fun without divulging his past ... or his obsession. What does he have to lose?

Florentine

“No, that’s later,” Mahiro says and winks as he leads him through a wide-open kitchen with an entire wall of windows on one side and a French door set into the center. Alex trips over the area rug as he walks through. Smooth, Breschi. Fucking hell.


Mahiro steadies him with a hand on his arm. “I was just kidding, Alex. You can relax, you know. We’re just going to talk today. There’s a whole lot we need to go over first.”


Talk. Yes. Alex can certainly do that, and takes a seat on the wicker sofa Mahiro directs him to on his small back patio. He’s got a pitcher of what looks like strawberry lemonade and snacks set out, and a rather intimidating-looking stack of paper sits in a neat pile right next to it. Alex’s hands curl over his knees. He’s not even sure what to do next.


Chapter 4