Charlotte’s POV
I shut the door behind me and slowly turned to look at Kieran and the box again. The rose logo was unmistakable: whatever was inside that box was from the store.
Which meant…
“Maybe you didn’t hear me the first time,” Kieran said, his voice low and commanding, “but I said you should open the box.”
My pulse spiked at the stern tone he used. I walked across the room, grabbed the lid of the box, and lifted it.
This time, there wasn’t a dress inside the box, but something else entirely.
Inside was a small assortment of items arranged neatly on black tissue paper. A silk blindfold. A pair of leather handcuffs lined with soft padding. A small whip with multiple leather straps. And tucked in the corner was a small vibrating bullet with a remote control besi
