Chapter 82 Black Velvet Bed 🌶️

"You taste of starlight and fury," Ignatius murmured, his voice a dark, raw scrape. He grabbed the front of my ruined silver gown. He did not untie a single clasp. He simply ripped the expensive fabric down the middle.

The liquid silver scales tore with a sharp, heavy sound. The fabric fell away, l...

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