To Sara’s practised eye, this latest episode looked something like a broken heart, even if she’d never seen the look on him before. Or even imagined it happening. She wondered if he’d noticed yet.

You can come round to my flat.” Toreth’s voice changed, sliding subtly into something hard-edged but seductive. “I don’t need chains to make you do what I want. I don’t need anything. I can take...

It doesn’t matter what you want,” Toreth breathed into his ear. “All that matters is what I want. Say it.