He was big. Broad. The kind of man who was hired for his size and nothing else. His eyes, upon seeing Sinea, glazed over. His posture changed. His weapon lowered.
He stood at the gate.
Guarding it. Protecting it. For her.
Amanda watched.
"What are we doing?" she whispered.
Sinea looked at her.
"Undress yourself and lie on the bed."
Amanda's face went white.
"No," she whispered. "Wait. I cannot. It's..."
Her voice trailed off. Her body trembled.
Sinea's golden eyes hardened.
"I will leave you. You're just a burden to me."
The words cut.
The threat was clear. The succubus who had saved her, who had shown her the future, who had offered to awaken her power, would walk away if she refused.
Amanda trembled.
She undressed.
Her hands shaking, her fingers clumsy on the buttons. Her blouse came off. Her skirt fell. Her bra, unhooked, dropped to the floor. Her panties, pulled down her legs.
She lay on the bed.
