All my life, women have tried to sell themselves to me.
No surprise. I’m rich. Handsome. Successful. Untamed.
That is, until I meet Emmaline Travers.
Her body is for sale. But there’s a look in her eyes.
It tells me…Let the Buyer Beware.
I know though that I’ll pay any price for her. And once I do, I’ll defile that tight body of hers as I do ungodly things to it.
I’ll push her up against the wall. Rip the clothes off her hot little body.
Grab that luscious heart shaped @$$ and smack it as I ride her into paradise.
But is the cost too high?
Everything is for sale, but will buying her bankrupt me?
Just how far am I willing to go to own her everlasting love?
Am I willing to sell my eternal soul?