Tomomi Call of the Master
She was a ghost in her own life, a woman who had forgotten how to want until she was taught to crave.
Misuzu Tomomi has spent twelve years as the second wife of Sakai Jomai—a title that fits her like a borrowed coat, a position that means nothing and everything. She was a housekeeper before she was a wife, a servant before she was a mistress, and she has learned to survive by making herself small, invisible, useful. She raised Jomai's son Kazuo from childhood, always maintaining a careful distance, never daring to replace the mother who died. She has accepted her role, her silence, her place in the shadows of the Sakai household.
But shadows have teeth.
When Kazuo's long-simmering obsession finally boils over, he slips a GeneGraft aphrodisiac into Tomomi's tea—a serum designed to strip away will, to awaken suppressed desires, to make the subject helplessly compliant. She drinks without suspicion, and her body becomes a traitor. She walks to his room, naked and willing, her mind screaming from somewhere far away while her flesh surrenders to a hunger she never knew she possessed.
In the days that follow, Kazuo takes her again and again—in the kitchen, the garden, the bath, his bedroom—each time with the same casual cruelty, the same empty hunger. And when she realizes she is pregnant with his child, horror mingles with something she never expected: hope. A child of her own. Something to love. Something that is hers.
But Jomai is watching. He has always been watching.
When Tomomi's morning sickness reveals itself, Jomai discovers hidden footage of his son's betrayal. He watches Kazuo poison her, strip away her will, take her body without consent. And Jomai does not rage. He does not confront. He plans.
A dark and patient revenge begins to take shape—one that will bind Tomomi to him forever, her body a vessel for his eternal youth, her pregnancy a sentence that will never end. And Kazuo? He will be transformed, punished, remade into something that will serve his father's purposes for centuries.
Tomomi believes she has found love in her husband's sudden tenderness, believes she has been given a second chance, believes the child growing in her womb is the answer to her prayers. She surrenders to Jomai completely, desperate to be worthy of his devotion, desperate to erase the shame she carries. But the love she feels is a cage. The tenderness is a trap. And the child she cherishes will never be born.
Tomomi: Call of the Master is the second book in the Tomomi trilogy, continuing the dark and intoxicating saga of the Spoils of New Eden series. In a world where science has blurred the lines between pleasure and pain, where women's bodies are currency and desire is a weapon, Tomomi must navigate the treacherous waters of a household that consumes its women whole. She is caught between the man who claimed her and the man who planted the child in her womb, between the love she craves and the degradation she cannot escape.
Her body is no longer her own. Her will has been stolen. And yet, in the darkness of her captivity, something is awakening—a desperate, aching hunger that she cannot control, a need that binds her to the very men who have destroyed her.
The master has called. And Tomomi must answer.
*+21 Content | For mature audiences only | Readers discretion advised
