“Have this, it will help with anticipation,”

Hazel looked sceptically at the transparent liquid between Ria’s fingers. Licking her lips, she quickly gulped the tangy liquid down her throat. Her eyes shut at the burn she felt at the back of her throat.

Ria watched as Hazel fidgeted with her fingers.

Claus had dismissed her to his chambers, and he would be here in a few minutes.

Tension gripped her. Fidgeting with her dress she waited precipitously with both fear and newfound ecstatically exhilarating arousal. However, she knew the fate of the night, her heart pounded loudly. He refused her requests. And now she was going to be punished. Claus...