I belong to the “lower” caste; by law, we are the property of the Elite. McCollay Carlisle—he is now my owner. I never wanted to get caught in the shibari nets of the Master. He didn’t even ask about my wishes before tying my hands and feet, and forced me to experience what cannot be explained in words. Scorching rage inside, contempt, hatred… submission, euphoria, and dependence. Carlisle calls me Enigma, and I am a glitch in his system… After walking along the edge of a precipice together—almost burning each other to ash—we will unravel the terrible ancient secret my father left for us before his death.
Contains obscene language.