Bought (His For A Week, #1)

I saw her. I wanted her. I bought her.

BIG MISTAKE.

She was just supposed to be a plaything for a week. But I can’t keep my hands off of her, can’t stop thinking of all the things that I want to do to her.

She tries not to want it. I’m not sure why. But it doesn’t matter. She can try and resist me. She won’t prevail.