The wonderful, mind-blowing three-day sex Ravi had been dreaming of in his head did not end up happening, but it was not that bad, considering that he was not the only one being blue-balled.
Madame Sinclair had assigned Anouk so much cleanup duty. 'It is your mess,' that Anouk had barely any time to see Malik.
"I wish I could just smite her." A forlorn voice sounded in his mind.
"Yes, because violence is ever the answer." He responded as he wondered if he could also smite Anouk for dragging Arlen along.
It has been a week since they returned to Davenport, and it was as if they had never even left. No nest had opened in Davenport, and the townspeople had just continued with their lives. Ravi was glad that his shield had worked because he had no intention of building another house and fixing it up again.
