Rose POV
So that was why there was no food. Jace did not cook at all.
Ashamed for thinking that Jace would feed me all the time, I took note to feed him next time.
Perhaps I should ask him for some cooking lessons.
The thought of cooking lessons made me think of another kind, the one Jace promised to me. My heart jumped to my throat and realized what I got myself into.
Looking back at the toys lined up on the wall, I could not help but scrutinize each type. There were also crops and flogs in different designs and colors - mostly black, red, and gray.
Leaving the spot, as I didn’t want to look inside the cabinet without Jace’s permission, I went to where the s*x chair was. It was made of black leather and steel. It had straps where the arms and legs were supposed to be held. What mad
