Dancing for the Mob Boss

“I want you,” he said, his voice a low growl of desire.
When Luc walked into the club I was dancing at, I couldn't help but be attracted to him. But when he brings me to the champagne room and I feel that he's packing in more than one way, I should've hightailed it out of there.

Instead, I went back to his hotel room for him to discipline me with his hand for going too far with him in the club, only for him to confess his true desires. He wants to have me, completely. And he's so sexy and powerful -- a real mob boss -- that I don't want to refuse him anything.

A novella.