Let me make one thing perfectly clear to you all. This isn't your typical love story. Nor is it your typical LGBT story either. And it sure isn't your typical BDSM story either. Hell, to be real with you all this isn't your typical teen fiction story. So what is it, you ask? Well, it's all these things and so much more. There's a bit of comedy, some erotic scenes, a little bit of drama, and a whole lot of passion between me and my husband/Dominant named Armand Saint Croix.
Now I will not lie to you all, I wasn't too keen on the romance thing since my overly brash and homophobic sister Bernice and her equally vindictive friend Samantha Reece and her mother who all wanted me to remain a spinster and be their lackey. I agreed on the romance thing since I decided to dedicate my life to mainly helping out my mother and grandparents at the family bakery. But as far as being their workhorse is concerned, they can stick it where the sun doesn't shine.
Funny how it all can change on you in an instant. But I digress at the moment. Right now, I am going to warn you right now that there are certain scenes that can be too hot for you, especially if you're under 17 or faint-hearted. So if this isn't your cup of tea, I do not blame you if you want to back out and seek lighter fare. But if you do stick around, it would mean so much to the author if you hit the "vote" button and comment below. But don't spread any racist or homophobic comments, please. Bring any of your hate parades to this story and you will get be reported! And if this is your kind of thing, listen to the accompanying songs that will be mentioned throughout the story. I promise you that you will not be disappointed.
So, are you ready for this? Then grab your snacks, fill your cup with your favorite drink (Coca-Cola if you're from the Southeast), pull up a chair, turn off the lights, put your phone on silent, and get ready for one wild ride.