I made a promise once that led me to an infamous club… and then to him.
What better place to conquer my fear of intimacy than a club called Voyeur that allows you to watch?
Who better to help me than the owner himself?
Daniel is tall and broad with eyes as cold as ice, but somehow still make me melt on the spot. He’s mature and the definition of everything desirable.
He’s also the first man I’m not scared of which led me running into his arms.
With my fear still clinging to my skin, he brushed it away and made his own promise.
"I'll teach you."
And definitely no falling in love.
But with each lesson, the friendship we form shifts--pressing against the boundaries we set.
Lines are crossed. Rules are broken.
What happens when the passion that ignites becomes so much more?
Daniel and I started because of a promise, and I hoped that we wouldn't end because of one too.