【Whips and shackles are part of the game, and sex doesn't have the right place for its action.】
At first, Brielle sees BDSM as a perverted way of being psychopathic; little did Brielle knows that BDSM is like a cuss to the human flesh. She finds herself submitting and plays the Dominant role to the Almighty Jace De Leon.
Despite his handsome poker face and blunt demeanor, Jace De Leon he's idolized by all-women for being the good-looking wealthiest Italian/Mexican bachelor. One day, he decided to stalk his high school best friend, who he had feelings for before disappearing without a note or anything; he kept track of her by using his younger brother as bait to get her up to his sleeve.
Brielle Damara, an innocent soon-to-be university graduate, after plenty of years passed, collided again with a long-lost friend who she had admired for long. She was sad at first and didn't want anything to do with him, but unfortunately, she found herself trapped in the Dominant web of Jace De Leon.
Jace arranges a contract that begins a racy romance and indulges Brielle's obsession with being enslaved as the Submissive and plays the role of master romances partners in consensual scenes, satisfaction, and misery.

Dominant & Submissive

　　When you think he's not right for you, and he's too exquisitely hot for you, you later find out he's not just your side Values. After you realize you like them ~|Printerst|~


　　Jace opens the door to the black Mercedes Benz, and I clamber in. It's a beast of a car. He hasn't mentioned the outburst of annoying me. Bitch.


　　I glance at him. Jace is his usual polite, slightly distant self. How confusing. he starts the engine and reverses out of his space in the parking lot. He switches on the MP3 player, and The car interior is filled with the sweetest, most magical music Alessa Cara 'Scars to your beautiful ' playing. My senses are in disarray. So this is doubly affecting and sends delicious shivers up my spine that I feel like singing along as he drives.


　　Jace pulls out onto Lucca Avenue, and he drives with ease. Lazy confidence.


　　"My taste is eclectic, Brielle," He looks at me briefly as if he's reading my mind.


Chapter 9 The Magical things