A woman could be… …Everything. Anything. Nothing. I was a connoisseur of beautiful things, women included. I didn't just have one woman, but three—all exotic, stunning, and they would do anything I asked. My life was grand. It was perfect. I was content with it all until a little minx came along. The second our eyes clashed, giving me a glimpse of her violet blue depths with the mixture of stubbornness and will but with a hint of something else… Choices were made. Decisions were done. And for the very first time in my life, I was challenged with something risky, something that awakened the animal in me.