Hostile Takeover (The Game, #8)

by Cara Dee

I’ll let you in on a little secret, Uncle Franklin.” He kissed me softly. “I’m gonna own every part of you one day. I’m gonna take everything.”

“You will be mine.” His low tone sounded both like a threat and a promise. “You will belong to me. Whether I rent out your asshole to kinky friends or we have a quiet night in, you’ll never doubt who your Owner is.”

“Exactly. Now, let’s log a couple hours on the treadmill before we enjoy our Turkey Day.” A couple hours?! Boy was mad. “I have a complaint,” I announced. He laughed. “Take it up with HR.”