Chasing Eternity: Bound Forbidden Devil

“Sign it, Isabella,” he murmured, his voice a dark velvet that wound around me, suffocating, inescapable. Alessandro – or “Alex” to the world outside his empire – wasn’t a man to cross... And the worst part? It thrilled me.

A thousand thoughts swarmed in my mind. But as I stared at his calculating gaze, I knew he already owned me – contract or not.

“Welcome to your new life,” he added.

It didn’t take long for him to lay out the rules.

“Rule one,”

“When we’re alone, you’ll call me ‘Daddy.’ Not Alex. Not Mr. Ricci.”

As he continued detailing my obligations – nightly check-ins, his specific preferences, the collar – I felt a simmering blend of anger and thrill. Who the hell did he think he was?