Prologue

"Yes, act like you don't feel a thing about me but your poking nipples clearly don't agree with you. Lust, Amarine. You're all lusted over me." Artagatis said as he got closer to me.
His eyes.. his smile.. how could one not feel aroused just by a breathe of his scent.. But I love Ademir and I want to be honest and serious with him. Artagatis is only making it difficult and why the hell am I falling for it?