A man known by many titles in this cold war era after a long war.
Grand Duke Damias Eldéard of Sobek.
And the Atlantia spy, disguised under the alias ‘Riche Solion,’ who became the Grand Duke’s personal physician.
He, driven by instinct, approached her with suspicion.
She, determined to shatter that suspicion, set out to captivate him.
It was about time to end it.
This hunting game, so much like love,
would end with defeat for the first one whose feelings became real.
* * *
“How about switching over to me instead of that man?”
The calm, sunken voice caught her.
“What is your answer, Doctor?”
As his thumb pressed against her lips,
a small gap slowly opened, letting her breath escape.
The hot, tangled air swirled at the tip of her tongue.
“My answer is….”
Riche gripped the neat collar of his shirt.
The man let himself be pulled toward her without a hint of resistance.
As if he had been waiting for that very moment from the start.
