Men like them don’t ask. They take.
I thought I understood the risks of going undercover to report on billionaires flaunting their power, but these men didn’t send lawyers after me. They’re going to deal with me themselves.
Now I’m naked aboard their private plane, my backside already burning from one of their belts, and these three infuriatingly sexy bastards have only just gotten started teaching me my place.
I’m not just going to be punished, shamed, and shared. I’m going to be mastered.
Publisher’s Note: Cruel Masters includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.