Elancer (Ironside Academy, #6)

by Jane Washington

“The next person to see you naked dies. The next person to touch you dies. I’m not being dramatic. I’m not trying to scare you. I’m telling you the truth as I know it. It’s not that I can’t hold them back. It’s that I won’t. You’re not Ironside’s toy. You’re not Ironside’s commodity. You’re not their product, their prostitute, or their puppet. You’re a world-class talent. One of the best dancers I’ve ever seen. You’re an accomplished person who deserves a place in this world, and the next unlucky fucker to treat you like less than that is going to die. Is that understood?”

swear to god, if this turns into a public spanking, I’m going to riot.” “I’d hardly call it public,” Kilian murmured, quickly taking over her task, his touch far more gentle than hers. “It’ll be an intimate affair. Just you and ten of your closest friends.”