Deity (Mafiosos in Miami #3)
R. Collins

She’s everything I shouldn’t want—commanding, merciless, private. A Domme who doesn’t ask. She takes. And I let her. Again and again.
It took me too long to admit what I needed—her leash, her praise, her brutal kind of love. The way she strips me bare and makes me beg for more.
But I’m a coward. Afraid of what my family would say if they knew what I am behind closed doors. What I ache for. What I let her do to me.
Still, I crave her like a sickness. She’s the only medicine that soothes the rot inside me—and the only poison I’d die for.
She is not my savior.
She is my damnation.
My Deity.