So when a little firecracker of a woman shows up on my front step to read me the riot act about how I run my operation, there's only one way to deal with her. That doesn't mean I can't have some fun, first. Every day, I tease her, driving her mad with pleasure without giving her what she truly wants from me. And every night, I use her sweet body to feed my own depraved desires. All the while, waiting for her surrender, for the moment she will truly be mine. Because now that I've had a taste of her, the price for her defiance is no longer just her life. It is her complete submission, her freedom, her very soul. And I will have my due.