Armed with a nasty attitude, pent-up anger at being the personal chauffeur of her mother's pampered (and mean) dog and being told to play nice with the man of the house, Amy's ready to explode. Top it off with learning she's been turned into a chew toy without reason, Amy snaps and tells off the man of the house. Tempers flare and Amy's sure she'll come out on top. Too bad she's holding a losing hand. This 4300+ story is so taboo I can't give more details here! Use the "look inside" feature to get all the sexy details! Sneak Peek! I don't know why, but the words pop out without the permission of my brain first. "She's cheating on you." My dead-serious statement comes without a hint of mercy. He's her chew toy in a way, and I figure that makes us even. Straightening my back, I own my words with squared shoulders, resting bitch face and maybe an evil hint of satisfaction. Steely eyes capture mine in a way that leaves me feeling violated. "I know." The words are thrust like a dagger and I know I'm way out of my depths here. Something in his stance, the quiet power of him reminds me of the eye of the storm, those few seconds of peace before all you know is leveled and devastated.