The orcs expected a show, and oh, were they about to get one. With every slow, deliberate movement, Esme’s hands trailed over risqué lingerie, stripping away layers as she circled the room. The crowd rumbled with anticipation. Tonight, she wasn’t casting spells—she was casting desire. And no one in that room could resist her magic.
XOXO Ashleigh
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