Anne was hell on wheels. She was the woman that both men and women got out of the way for because she’d tear them down and make them pay for making her wait.
Thomas knew she had a weakness. Him.
It was subtle. Only he could tell. There was just something about her manner around him that said she’d do anything he wanted.
Soon, she was still the same old force of nature that made everyone submit to her will. After hours, however, she came home and submitted to his.
