9 Prologue: Undressed by The Half-beast King

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Are you truly a half-beast creature? Ancestors manipulated your DNA to birth a formidable, invincible race. I just didn't anticipate it would be this breathtaking.

— Sophia Mary Clementine

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His demeanor shifted, a sly grin playing on his lips. "Is that what you came here for?" he teased, his tone suggestive.

Sophia's cheeks flushed, caught off guard by the sudden turn of the conversation. "I thought... I mean, isn't that customary?"

"Why? Are you that eager?" Ragnar questioned, his gaze probing Sophia's eyes.

"I desire it," Sophia declared with unwavering confidence. Stepping closer, she boldly added, "And I know you desire it too."

As the silence lingered, Ragnar seemed to weigh Sophia's words, contemplating the sincerity behind her assertion.