I didn’t want to love anyone.

Love made you vulnerable, dumb, confused.

The savage in me could never allow a man to rule my world. I was the ruler, the queen, the one who people feared with just the whisper of my name. I controlled the tempo when it came to the opposite sex, and that included the good d**k CEO that I loathed entirely. He stepped foot inside my queendom and tried to be the king by my side.

I prided myself on being the boss—the one in control. However, this one man came into my world and stripped me of my armor. Rocked my world and got to me before I could even blink.

But what happens next only proved that he should have never bullied his way into my world. He should have run the other way. Now, he was at my mercy . . . and I wasn’t extending any grace.