Jenika Snow

Affliction Jenika Snow

It wasn't until Cameron that I knew what real darkness was...or that I'd crave it so much. I'd let the world weigh down on me, pull me under until nothing made sense anymore. Maybe that's how I let myself get into this mess. Maybe that's how I was in my current situation with a man I knew could save me from a fate worse than death. Even if being with Cameron, giving him every part of me, the only part that's worth anything-my body-might very well ruin me, I had to survive. Drug lord. Crime boss. Murderer. I should fear him, be horrified by what he wanted from me, by who he was. But instead I found myself wanting to please him, wanting to give myself over completely. Because I knew that gave me control over him. Cameron Ashton reigned over the gritty underworld, the danger and violence of depravity, from his throne. A pistol is his sword, and apathy is his second-in-command. I knew he was dangerous, knew he'd break me and not think twice. But he was my only chance, the only way I'd survive. And I didn't know how true that was until he owned me. He's possessive and controlling. The darkness in him runs stronger, deeper than it ever has in me. Maybe we're not so different. Maybe giving up my control to Cameron, giving him my very soul, made me the powerful one? Maybe, in the end, I'll be the one who owns him.