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Dorothy is the beloved youngest daughter of Count Javier’s family and a gifted magic tool artisan.
She ended up marrying her childhood friend Caden, just as both families had always hoped.
Her one and only problem, if it could be called that, is that even after the wedding, Caden still feels like nothing more than a friend.
She cannot bring herself to share a bed with Caden, the closest friend who has been by her side through every stage of her life and understands her better than anyone.
So she gave him a nudge and sent him off on a long-term mission… but for some reason, the man who came back feels unfamiliar.
Is it really all right to start seeing the childhood friend she had always thought of as family as a man?
* * *
The truth was, she had been unable to bear the itching sensation for some time now.
Each time she drew a sharp breath, her chest swelled taut above the decollete line of her dress, looking ready to spill over.
But the stimulation she got from the fabric grazing against her was too faint, leaving her wanting more.
Far from finding relief, she only grew more desperate. She was going out of her mind with longing.
‘More. I want more.’
Dorothy faced her own desires with unflinching honesty.
What was it she wanted?
She wanted Caden to touch her, to caress her in her most intimate places, to put out the heat circling endlessly inside her body without fading away.
And Caden, she was certain, wanted the same from her.
