Dirty Fantasy [Firefox]

"The gem, Kaelen," she hissed, the cold steel biting into his skin.

The shadows of the Gilded Anchor seemed to close in around them as the bargain was struck. In the dark corners of the city, the line between hunter and prey often blurred, and for Elara, the night was only beginning. Would the next step involve infiltrating the high spires of the city, or would the path lead deeper into the sunless depths of the underground? Dirty Fantasy

In a blur of motion, he caught her wrist, twisted, and pinned her against the heavy oak table. The breath left her lungs as he leaned in close, his eyes alight with a predatory intensity. "The gem, Kaelen," she hissed, the cold steel