Sal. Deacon. Iris.

“You look like a damned angel in hell,” Sal compliments the next night as he walks into the conservatory. 

I grin. “You admire a woman not afraid to wear virgin snow-white in the winter.”

“I like virgins in the winter, and I like snow.” He winks.

“I’m aware of your fetishes, Mr. Raniero.”

DIARY OF A SUBMISSIVE (TAT 4)

Kailee Reese Samuels

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