She is not like the others.
She was once a slave, like me — yet now she commands.

Soft where she should be strong. Uncertain where she should demand.
And utterly impossible to ignore.

She does not understand why we’ve been given to her. Lucius and I, masters of pleasure, trained to ease her loneliness… to awaken what sleeps beneath her innocence. But Aurelia is no mistress. Nor is she well versed in such pleasures.

She asks instead of commands. Hesitates instead of takes. She cares. And that is far more dangerous. Because the more I serve her…
the more I begin to want. And in a world built on power and submission, wanting is a risk no slave can afford.



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**This is a short historical novella set in Roman Britannia and explores very mature themes**

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