NARRATOR

Laziel’s magnetic voice echoed in her mind, and his cold lips pressed against her ear.

Lavinia’s entire body shivered at his closeness.

She knew damn well that Laziel understood the root of her interest in Aidan.

That it was nothing but compassion.

“And what if I do get jealous?”

Lavinia turned her face slightly.

Her lips hovered just inches from Laziel’s, from that sexy face that drove her insane.

The golden glint in his pupils sparkled as he stared at her deeply.

Like a beast about to devour her.

“Baby, you have no idea what kind of punishment I’ve got for you. I love when you misbehave.”

Lavinia’s pussy grew wet, flooded with all the filthy images Laziel was sending through her mind.

His hand slid slowly down her back, hidden from everyone’s view.

Squeezing, caressing her.

“Laziel, stop it already...”

“Sshh... I can smell your seduction. Tell me, do I need to drag you out of this boring meeting?”

“Lavinia, what do you think of that method?”

“Huh?”

The sorceress’s face turn