“You can come round to my flat." Toreth's voice changed, sliding subtly into something hard-edged but seductive. "I don't need chains to… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“He watched Warrick walk away across the café, and started sentences in his mind. Don't go yet. I want five minutes, that's… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“To Sara's practised eye, this latest episode looked something like a broken heart, even if she'd never seen the look on him… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“You're not that good a fuck, and really, what else do you have?' Nothing. The answer was nothing. That was why the… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“It doesn't matter what you want," Toreth breathed into his ear. "All that matters is what I want. Say it.” — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
