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I owe him a debt. A big one. The payment can't be settled with money or favors. He only wants one thing. Me. Every action gets a reward. A button. Once I fill his jar with 365 buttons, he'll let me go. He'll let me walk away. But I have to earn every single one. By submitting to the darkest, cruelest, and most beautiful man I've ever known.

When I saw my escape, I took it. Now I'm in New York City and trying to get my life back on track. Despite the tracker in my ankle, Crow hasn't come for me. He hasn't even called me. I told him the depth of my feelings but he cruelly rejected them. Maybe he's forgotten about me. One day, I walk into my apartment and spot the pile of buttons on the counter. I never left them there, and there's only one explanation for their presence. Maybe Crow hasn't forgotten me after all.

Joseph Ingram made the mistake of stealing from me - four million dollars. He took my intelligence without paying for it. And thought he could get away with it. Think again. Now I’ll take something from him - something irreplaceable. His sister. Collateral. But even when Joseph doubles the amount of money he owes me, I don’t give her up. Nope. I have an image to maintain. So I keep her. And I’m not giving her up.

I'm working off my buttons. But I'm also giving them away. The more I fall for Crow, the more I want him to do the things that I want. Dinners, dates, and evenings at the beach. Everything comes at a price, and quickly the hoard of buttons I worked hard to earn are depleted. Will this go back and forth forever? Or will someone run out of their buttons first?

I'm supposed to return her to Tristan to finish the deal. But now I'm dreading the day when I have to drop her off. Can I really do it? I'm not supposed to care about this woman. I'm not supposed to care about anyone, actually. But I care about Bellissimo.

Tristan is one of my biggest clients. He always pays on time, and he always keeps his word. But this time, he's short on cash. He needs the shipment now, so he offers me collateral. He loans me his slave, Adelina. Now that Pearl and I are so close, I can't condone this type of exchange. It's wrong. Inhumane. But she wants me. I can tell. And I definitely want her.

Ryker finally told me what happened all those months ago. He explained his distance, his coldness. Now everything makes sense. I've been with Zeke for a long time now, and everything is exactly how I want it to be. I adore him. No, I love him. But there's a warning deep in my gut. Zeke is acting differently, and Ryker isn't the same either. It's the calm before the storm. I can feel it.

All I have is 20 bucks in my pocket and the clothes on my back. Knuckles threatened to torture me if I ran. He's counting down the days until he'll claim me. But I'm not going to wait around. I'm running like hell to Milan. The greatest lingerie designer in the world is looking for new talent for Barsetti Lingerie. I'm not exactly model material, but maybe I can get a job doing something and get paid under the table. But when I meet the infamous Conway Barsetti, he has other plans for me. Did I just run away from one monster into the arms of another?

Zeke and I are finally together. Going from best friends to lovers is surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. We do everything together, and of course, the sex is fabulous. Everything is great until Ryker shows up. He says he needs to talk to me and I think I know what it's regarding. If my suspicion is right, he's in for rejection.

Ryker dumped me. Everyone warned me dating him was the wrong decision. But I did it anyway. Now that it's been three months I'm finally in a good place. I haven't started dating just yet but I know that will happen in time. Finally, I don't think about Ryker anymore. But when I have a dream about Zeke, a very inappropriate one, I start to wonder things I shouldn't.

Ryker and I aren't exactly perfect. But I was falling for him - and falling hard. Every kiss. Every touch. Every embrace. Just made me realize this wasn't a fling. It wasn't even a relationship. It was so much more. I just hoped Rex was wrong about Ryker. Because I didn't have the heart to listen to him say those terrible three words. Told you so.

My brother is an idiot. He won the lottery and invested all of his money in a run-down bowling alley. Since he's barely making it, he moved in with me. Great. Having him around the house isn't the worst thing in the world, but he does make a mess like nobody's business. My friends Zeke, Jessie, and Kayden keep me sane but there's only so much they can do. And it's definitely not the worst thing in the world when his old friend, Ryker, moves to town.

Conway Barsetti doesn't want me to be a model anymore. He wants to keep me all to himself. I inspire him in ways no one else does. Now I'm living with him in his beautiful mansion, and I don't feel like a prisoner anymore. I'm free to do what I want, with some limitations. But he treats me so coldly, seeing me as an object rather than a person. His family comes by for lunch and he tells me to stay in my room so they won't see me. But I have a better idea.

I wasn't sure what changed my mind about giving London to Bones, but something did. Now London is officially mine. She's sassy, feisty, and she still tells me off when I have her under my thumb. I love it. Now I have a deal with the Barsetti brothers, Josephine is still pining for me, and revenge is heavy on my mind. I'm not sure what to do with London now that I'm not gonna kill her. But I'm certainly not going to fall in love with her.

The most powerful man in the world. I wasn’t used to hearing the word no. I wasn’t used to having a rival that possessed my same confidence, my same intelligence. I wasn’t used to someone else taking control of the situation. I was always in control. Her coldness only makes me hotter. Her indifference only makes me more interested. As she proves herself to be the most gifted entrepreneur of this city, she claims my respect - and then she claims my obsession.

I started a blood war. I've made a terrifying enemy. Over a single woman. It was a stupid decision, but I don't have any regrets. Because Bellissimo is finally mine.

I belong to him exclusively, to fulfill every order he gives, personally and professionally. I’m more than just his muse now. I’m his in every sense of the word. I live a life of luxury in his mansion, but he treats me like a servant. I can’t deny my attraction for him, but I despise the kind of man he is. I should be grateful that Knuckles is gone and I don't have to look over my shoulder anymore, but now I'm indebted to another man—one just as cruel, just in a different way. It’s something I can’t outrun—because you can’t outrun your heart.

London is a lot more useful than I anticipated. She gets me what I need like a pro. With her by my side, I feel like I can do anything. My need for revenge is dimmed. My anger is contained. But her brother is still a problem. She wants me to let him go. I'm not sure if I can.

When Sapphire became my muse, it was supposed to be a business transaction. We both got what we wanted—until she wanted something more. If I don’t give it to her, give her all of me, she’ll walk out of my life. My father already granted his approval—so he would be disappointed if I let her slip through my fingers.

Conway threw me out like trash on the street—just because I had the balls to say I loved him. I return to New York and ask Andrew to give me the job I stupidly turned down. Thankfully, he’s not spiteful and vindictive like Conway and hires me. Now I have money in my pocket—and I’m not a prisoner to anyone. I buy myself an apartment and start a new life in an old place. Conway hasn’t called—and I suspect he never will.