His to Use

Mastering Melody, #1

Homeless and desperate to survive, using my body had become a way to make money and get through another day.

A proposition from the nameless, faceless man who promised to take me off the streets if only I would serve him for a year was impossible to ignore.

I accepted.

Now the question was, would I regret it?

Not meant for the faint of heart and not a romance!