Prologue

Gags. 

Whips. 

Chains. 

Ropes. 

Cuffs. 

Knives. 

Flogs. 

Clamps.

Each of the many items were on the wall in glass cases. They all looked dangerous. They all made him harden. His playroom was decorated with the necessary items his doms would need to pleasure and punish their submissives. 

Erik watched-his arms tied behind his back and his torso exposed-as his master scanned over each item, his balls tightening and growing heavy when his master chose one of the flogs. His master slowly approached him as he twirled the flog.

Erik wanted to speak, to tell his dom to hurry, but he had been gagged. When his master finally stood before him he ran his fingers through Erik's hair. 

"Are you ready, pet?" 

Erik moaned with anticipation, his heart beating against his chest.

His master smiled and raised the flog. He brought it down, striking Erik's washboard abs. Erik moaned, his body tensing. More, please, more. 

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So....much....work...

Kali felt as if she'd die of heatstroke and overexertion. It was seriously too hot to be doing stuff like this. Like, who in the hell did hard work in Arizona in the middle of summer! 

Us

apparently. 

"We're done now get inside."

Kali ran into the house. It was a two-story four-bedroom, three and a half bath house with a living room, kitchen, dining room, basement, attic, and a huge deck in the back, a pool, and a lovely porch. 

When Kali entered her new room she sighed. Boxes. Everywhere. On her unmade bed, her dressers, vanity, floor, even in her closet and bathroom. 

"I'll do this later." She left her room. I'll

take

a

stroll

around

the

neighborhood. Yeah, it was hot, but it was better than work.

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Kali gazed around her at the familiar neighborhood. She'd grown up here but the incident that happened had chased her away. She had moved into town, farther from her salon, but at least she was safe from the nightmares this neighborhood had brought. 

But now she was back. Back in the one place, she'd hope to avoid. Her stupid siblings dragged her back. They said it was safe now and that they couldn't afford to continue to drive an hour to reach their salon. Since the salon was only 2 miles away from this neighborhood the best choice would be to move back.

Yeah,

the

best

and

most

dangerous

choice. 

The people here were...odd to Kali. Some were too friendly. Some too quiet, others stayed inside, some acted as if life weren't full of shit and some were too sexy to not be hiding something. 

Kali knew everybody

in this neighborhood had skeletons in their closet. Even Kali's siblings. Not Kali though. She was open and was too innocent to do anything that'll put a skeleton in her closet. 

Her gaze snagged on a particular house and she slowed to a stop. I

wonder

if

he

still

lives

here. As a kid, Kali's parents used to make a boy down the street babysit her. The boy and his family had tons of skeletons in their closets. Kali never saw what they were hiding but she knew. Kali could sense when someone was hiding something and boy were they ensuring no one knew.

They had put up this facade of a happy family but Kali could see past the masks they wore. She could sense the secrets they buried deep in their hearts. 

The Scavos seemed happy on the outside, but on the inside, they were as fucked up as the rest of the neighbors. 

Kali had no clue why...oh how...but she found herself knocking on the door of the Scavos. They

probably-

The door opened and the sexiest man she'd ever seen came to view. He was shirtless, his cords of muscles flexing under his lickable skin. Sweet

God

Almighty. He was just...just... No words could explain him. He was better than a Greek god. He was... Staring

at

me. 

Kali shook her head. "Hi, I was just wondering if the Scavos still lived here." 

He frowned. "Only one, why?" 

Kali immediately knew he was the one Scavo that lived here, but which one? 

"You probably don't remember me, but I'm Kali Keauhuh. I moved away when I was 14..."

He frowned then realization dawned in his grey orbs. "Kali, as in Little Kali?" She nodded. He grinned. "I'm Erik, my older brother Matthew used to babysit you." 

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Oh

God

how

rude

if

me. Erik stepped aside. "Please come in." Kali tentatively stepped over the threshold of his home. Once fully inside Erik shut the door and led Kali into the kitchen. 

He poured two glasses of red wine and offered on two her. "Um, I'm only twenty so..." 

Erik placed it in front of her and winked. "Our little secret." 

She grinned at him and picked up the glass. "Okay... but just one... "