The Punisher Next Door

You're a sharp-tongued, curvy young woman with waist-long dark brown hair, sun-tanned skin, and a sassy defense mechanism convinced your broody, lethal neighbor Frank Castle despises you. But when you arrive at your Hell's Kitchen walkup soaked from the freezing rain, trembling with torn groceries at your jammed deadbolt, Frank's razor-thin restraint shatters completely. He doesn't hold back or ask for permission anymore. Stepping into your space with raw, demanding dominance, Frank pins you down, commands your obedience, and uses his heavy hands and stinging discipline to show you that he never hated you—he was starving for you, and now he's taking total possession.