<p>Jaxon Connors---CEO of Sublime Elegance Modelling Agency.</p><p>He is, without a doubt, Hotness Personified.</p><p>And he&rsquo;s my boss.</p><p>I&#39;m Alison Walker---mousey-girl-next-door type---or if you believe my ex-boyfriend, Blake Thompson---Ugly Duckling. I&#39;m certainly not model material. Or that&#39;s what I thought. My career as Jaxon Connors&#39; PA changed to seductive lingerie model within the first half an hour of my first day on the job.</p><p>Intimate poses with my devastatingly handsome boss have me coming apart at the seams.</p><p>But Jaxon Connors has a secret. One I discovered after a night of suffering instigated by my boyfriend Blake---and his two disgusting mates.</p><p>He has a dungeon in his house. It&rsquo;s terrifyingly beautiful and utterly fascinating---and is also a lifestyle I know absolutely nothing about. Jaxon allowed me in when my curiosity needed sating---and administered an erotic spanking that set me on fire.</p><p>When Jaxon departs for a business trip, he leaves an interesting proposition on my desk---a Consensual Slavery Contract. I have one week to decide---do I sign it? Or do I decline? It&#39;s tempting---and terrifying.</p><p>I have to give Jaxon my answer at the end of the week---on our first dinner date...but an ex-model, Montana---who I&rsquo;m sure has more than just a working relationship with Jaxon---makes waves on the day of our date. Jaxon leaves a package on my desk---everything I require for dinner with him is in the box.</p><p>After what I endured under Blake&#39;s hand, do I take the risk? Am I even ready to seriously think about accepting?</p><p>Jesus Christ--what the hell am I going to do?</p>