Sophie had heard the rumours, sure, but she’d never given them more than a few seconds’ attention. A photographer gone rogue in Hollywood, using some bizarre spiral filter on his camera, turning beautiful women into his helplessly enslaved sex thralls. Complete nonsense, of course.
And yet, here she was, lost to the world, sinking irrevocably into the endless depths of the bewitching spiral. Of course she had nowhere else to be today.
Of course she would clear her schedule for the next three weeks. Of course she’d take this dress off.It was the least she could do, Sophie mused, now that she was, quite rightly, his helplessly enslaved sex thrall.