Goodbye, Mr. Winters. I truly hope you get the help you deserve. I want to be bad. Perhaps I already am. Five years ago, I moved to the Kingdom of Katantia out of necessity. I became the queen's therapist. When Jordan Winters, the queen's ruthless head of security stepped into my office, I fell in love. Over the years, the enigmatic Jordan has become an escape from my salacious past. Five years have passed, and he hasn't changed for the better, so I let him go. A naughty birthday party reunites us, turning our professional relationship upside down. Our affair is reckless. Forbidden. He wants my tears, and I have every intention of delivering them. Reader discretion is advised. Tropes: age gap. interracial, patient/therapist, mild Dominant/submissive vibes. Lighter than my usual work, but it ends on a dark note.