Chapter 168: Ivory Marked My Cleavage (R18)

I sat on the plush couch, fingers tracing the edge of my wine glass, the remnants of our romantic dinner lingering in the air like a promise. Ivory’s eyes had been devouring me all evening, her alpha presence filling the room with an electric charge.

She was all sharp angles and commanding grace, her long, ebony Ioc hair cascading over shoulders that spoke of power, the silky strands brushing her skin like a dark veil.