Savage Tracker: Ivanov Family

Meeting my neighbor, Obrecht Ivanov, confuses me. The moment he walks through my door, I desperately want him to command me to kneel. I swore I would never return to anything like life with my ex-husband. So why do I feel as if I can't breathe?

Each passing day that I don't cave into my desires, the tension in my soul exponentially tightens.

I convince myself to go take care of it and stop the itch once and for all. Just one time and ...