Chapter 1
David POV
I sat there on the couch in the living room, staring down at the journal in my hands, feeling the rough texture of its cover against my skin.
My pulse raced a bit faster than normal, a mix of frustration and this deep, burning heat building inside me.
Ella had shoved it under her mattress, probably figuring I’d never go looking, but those soft whispers I heard coming from her room late at night had me curious enough to check.
Now here I was, holding proof of all the filthy things she’d been thinking about, and damn if it didn’t stir something primal in me.
“Ella, get in here,” I called out, keeping my voice calm on the surface but letting that sharp undertone slip through, the kind that always made her pay attention.
She walked into the doorway a moment later,
