Chapter 466 – Lawsuit Filed Against Deceased Warlords
Rava swallowed the knot forming in her throat and let her fingers run down his back, slowly tracing the line of his spine. She remembered a time not long ago when she would've rolled her eyes at something like this. When comfort was inefficient, when vulnerability was a joke, when feelings were distractions from leverage and strategic alignment.
But now?
She found herself whispering things she never would've admitted aloud.
"You're more than the titles, you know," she murmured, thumb brushing the back of his neck. "More than your lineage. Or your horns. Or your annoying incubus charm that makes everyone in a five-mile radius forget how to speak."
His only reply was a soft inhale, his lips parting slightly as he shifted closer—face pressed now right over her sternum.
She laughed. Quiet. Soft.
But the laugh faded again, replaced by something heavier. More real.
Because Rava knew what this meant.
This sleep wasn't laziness.
