---- I wasnt a prudeI had a secret lover once, one my mother hid from my fatherbut we never went all the way.


    I had never mated with anyone, and honestly, I was far more interested in my magic than in romance.


    "Come on, dont be so dramatic.


    Just think of him as an undead test subject," I encouraged myself, lowering my palm to rest over his very sensitive groin.


    Closing my eyes, I began to recite the ancient words to erase the brand.


    Igritted my teeth, holding firm as Electras magic, fused with mine, shed against the remnants of Lucrecias power.


    My head spun, sweat beaded on my forehead, and my breaths came in harsh pants as magical currents reverberated around me, making the entire room levitate.


    BAM! Everything crashed down with a deafening noisemy eyes flew open in shockjust as two hands seized my throat, on the verge of strangling me.


    ---- "Mydy, ll wake the kitchen staff to prepare your dinner at once, and Ill fill the bathtub with hot water," he said obligingly.


    I tossed him a gold coin, which he snatched up with greedy eyes.


    "I trust you know how to keep your mouth shut.


    No one is to.


    bother us unless absolutely necessary." "Yes, yes, of course.


    This attic room has no neighbors on either side.


    Only...


    my apologies, it has only one bed" "Its fine.


    Now leave." He bowed and finally exited, shutting the door behind him.


    Iwas exhausted, my back drenched in sweat, and I was panting from the relentless strain.


    Approaching the bed, I sat down, and the weight on my back immediately slumped off.


    "Lets just get this damn contract over with, or I wont be able to.


    rest," I muttered, turning to position him properly and examine his body.


    Ineeded to erase his previous owner''s envement markif he still had itbefore I could ce my own looked at his face, wounded and covered in grime.


    Everything about him was a disaster, and now his blood had soaked into my hands as well.


    I opened the cloak, searching the usual ces, but I had forgotten these damn witches were anything but usual.


    ---- My eyes traveled down his chest, riddled with scars both old and fresh, patches of burns scattered across his skin.


    He was talleasily over six foot fivewith lean, well-defined muscles.


    I wasnt trying to look at him intimately, but my gaze drifted down his abdomenand lower.


    His member was right there.


    I tried not to focus on it, but something caught my attention.


    On his right groin, dangerously close to his manhood, was a seared pentagram with an "L" at its center.


    Thad seen that crest in the history booksit belonged to the Silver family of sorcerers.


    So his former owner was Lucrecia Silver.


    Goddess...


    poor man.


    That rapist went down in history as the one who had abused and murdered the most elementals in her time.


    And worseher powers could rival, and perhaps even surpass, those of Morgana De La Croix.


    There was no choice.


    I had to erase this mark, or she could still track it in the future and drag me into serious trouble.


    I thought about how to do it...


    the problem was, I had to practically touch his damn cock to remove it! I sighed, forcing my eyes away from that thick, slumbering serpent.