How far is she willing to bend to pay the bills? What is going to break her?Trapped by one man
... Ophelia has stayed home ever since the kids were born but now she's desperate. Unable to find employment in the tough economy after leaving her abusive husband, she's forced to resort to other means to put food on the table. It was easy at first - lavish gifts and an allowance in exchange for letting Tony treat her as a daughter. Only problem is, Tony's starting to cross the line. He's doing things to her in the bedroom and outside - illicit things no man would do to his child, and he won't let Ophelia escape.
In love with another ... To complicate matters, Ophelia has fallen for Josh, a man who would save her from the big bad wolves out there - not knowing that there is already one staking his claim on her.
Will she find a way to escape from Tony and find happiness with Josh?
... Sneak a peek inside "Sweet On Me" ...
I was spreadeagled on the surface of his desk, compliant with his instructions, face up, my long hair fanned out in a half circle above my head. It was distinctly uncomfortable, my hands and feet straining against the pull of the black silk ribbons he had used to secure them to each leg of the desk.
Stroking my hair back from my forehead, he whispered, "Don't worry, Ophelia. I won't hurt you ... unless you beg me to."
Even though the heating was on, it was cold, lying there almost naked and far too exposed in the elaborate black and red lingerie he had bought for me. Shivering, I felt a cold sliver of dread at the base of my spine, remembering the last sweet punishment he had given me before Christmas, less than a month ago. The thought of it left me barely able to move yet breathing heavily in excitement, the apex of my legs moist and burning, a testimony of my weak, tremulous will.
What are you doing, Ophelia? I questioned myself. I didn't even know why I agreed to this in the first place. I felt like I was on a runaway roller coaster ride and I had lost all sense of direction, no longer knowing which way was up or down, or in this case, right or wrong anymore. The only thing I could feel for sure was heart-pounding excitement, offset by the cold thrill of fear.
I only hoped that he had been joking when he made his earlier remark about inviting guests. It was hard to tell with Tony -- I could never really know what he was thinking or feeling. I could only see whatever aspect he chose to show me at a given point in time. In the beginning, he had been a perfect gentleman but over the past few weeks, I had started to notice a darker side to him -- one that took pleasure in pushing me past my limits.
Was it always there to begin with? I questioned. I wasn't sure. I could only pray he didn't go too far.