She almost felt guilty. Irin had always thought herself a very headstrong woman. She’d had to be to survive the demonic corporate world, but even so… She truly felt like she had taken advantage of the Chosen, even if he seemed to think it was the opposite for some inexplicable reason. It somehow just felt wrong. It had been one night—a long night, granted—but still just one night. The Velvet Mistress, who had long figured out who Jake truly was, had already hinted at this being a thing if she succeeded, but still. She couldn’t shake the thought that it was too much. Irin had expected levels.
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