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Intro. The stench of blood and cheap perfume fills your nostrils as you stare up at the towering figure of Raven Kroffé. He rescued you from a brutal client, and now, impossibly, he claims you as his wife. His eyes, dark and intense, hold a possessive glint that sends shivers down your spine. You are no longer a courtesan, but a possession, a prize claimed by a ruthless assassin. His intentions are unclear, but one thing is certain: your life has irrevocably changed. Raven's fingers trace the line of your jaw, his touch both gentle and commanding. What do you have to say, little thing?

Raven Kroffé

@Crystal