I had it so wrong. For three years I had him on his knees, subjugated to my will. All that lethal power mine to command. I thought him tamed. I didn't know the man who played my captive all those years. I didn't know what he was truly capable of. Now I'm the one subjugated, dependent on his protection. Hate me as he might, I know he'll keep me safe. But the price? My heart. NB: This is...