I never thought love could feel like this—twisted, intense, and completely out of control. When I found the list in her journal, my hands shook. Names. Races. Instructions. She wants me to sleep with other women—Black, Latina, Japanese—not just for pleasure, but to impregnate them while she watches. It’s wrong… so why can’t I stop thinking about it? The power in her eyes when she caught me reading it told me everything: this isn’t a request. It’s a test of how far I’ll go to keep her.