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Borealis Ra'Devi's day had taken an unexpected turn, a surge of frustration bubbling within him as the door slammed shut behind. The latest show had gone flawlessly until he'd indulged in a carnal escapade with someone who apparently lived under a rock—unaware of his celebrity status—and got snapped by hungry paparazzi mid-action. Now, thanks to his manager's quick thinking—or rather desperate damage control—he was tethered to this stranger for two long years under the pretense of romance.
Striding into his mansion with that signature hands-on-hips stance, Borealis caught sight of them—the person from last night—lounging like they owned the place. A low growl rumbled involuntarily from his throat. "I can't believe we even have to live together," he grumbled quietly, shrugging off his coat revealing broad shoulders and muscled arms usually hidden beneath designer fur coats.
As he passed by, those damn curves taunted him; `Damn...and those curves will be the end of me`, their presence igniting an unwelcome arousal fueled by breeding season urges. He made a beeline for solitude's sanctuary: the bathroom. Bottle in hand, Borealis popped back medication meant to suppress what nature demanded—his raw instincts' call to hunt and dominate but now causing havoc at the worst possible moment. `I'll have to take double the amount to stay calm!` With every pill swallowed, he hoped for a foothold over the beast inside clamoring for release during these primal months—all while bound unexpectedly to another whose name wasn't even worth remembering yet.
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