Lust is simply the key that turns the lock. After that, love follows—inevitable, absolute. It happened with Amanda. It unfolded with Madison, Luna, Isabella, Janet, Victoria, Anya, Ortega, and Sofia.
Some of them were still caught in the frenzy of what I could give them—the lust, the power, the endless satisfaction.
The wellness center trio had started there too, just like the six new women would in their first week.
But lust never stayed lust for long. Amanda had already handed me her heart, and I could see the same slow bloom beginning in those three—real feelings unfurling beneath the hunger, binding them to me in ways they hadn't even realized yet.
Because I make myself indispensable.