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Layla Fae
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January 3 - January 5, 2025
Please, suspend your disbelief while reading chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 25, chapter 26, and chapter 27. If you need a logical explanation for why the puzzle pieces that have no business fitting together actually fit, it’s provided later in the book.
Spending time in her company, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, would be an ordeal. My head already hurt at the amount of effort it would take me to remain professional. Getting shot at on the job? Easy. Eliminating threats and losing tails? Sign me up. But being stuck with someone you had no respect for and couldn’t trust? Fuck. This. Shit.
The fact she was human and thus unable to entice me at least meant I wouldn’t get attracted to her. Molting shehru weren’t picky, but it was unheard of to consider humans for mating. Not only was it a social taboo, we were also anatomically incompatible. Or, so I heard.
I didn’t even steal it for money. It was the anniversary of my dad’s death, and I was just so angry, I wanted to stick it to Rossi. I broke in and took the most ostentatious thing I could find so he knew it as soon as he entered his office.
She was like a spectacular car crash, fascinating to watch.
I grunted when another bullet hit below my waist, unpleasantly close to my cockpocket. Fuck.
“We’ll fit. As much as possible. Fuck, pet. It couldn’t be simpler. You have a hole, I have a cock. We’ll fit.”
“Well, you are aggravating,” he said, startling a smile out of me. “And human. I don’t know if you realize, but fucking humans is a big taboo for the shehru. It’s just not done. Not ever.”

