Mister Cruz — Jessalyn Jameson

The stakes are rising, but only one of them knows they're playing the same game. SuttonRunning a sports agency in a male-dominated world isn't for the faint of heart, but I'm damn good at what I do. Busting balls full-time leaves little room for a personal life—and my personal cravings aren't for the faint of heart either. I learned long ago to keep my desires to myself. And if the players in my industry discovered that side of me, they'd never take me seriously again. That's where my masked man comes in. What began as a fluke visit to an underground club quickly morphs into the only way I can shed my daytime persona and truly let go. MaxI don't believe in coincidences, especially when it comes to Sutton Hart. We've been at odds over a top draft pick for months now, battling in boardrooms and ballfields, so when she walks into The Rabbit Hole, it can't be an accident. Initially, I think her presence in my safe haven is an act of warfare, that she's discovered the truth about me and has come to wreak havoc. But something's off in the way she submits to me so easily, and it doesn't take long to realize she has no idea who I am. I'm just the Dom who can make her surrender in ways she never thought possible. A faceless man in complete control of her—body, mind, and pleasure. She's a fast-forming addiction, both inside and outside the club. The odds are against me, but I can't stop playing the game. *CEOs of Kink*