She was a respectable elf with a careful life, a cold husband, and a quiet prejudice she had never questioned.
Until the night a storm forced her through the wrong door.
Laura only meant to wait out the rain. Instead she found herself in an orc bar, surrounded by the very creatures she had always been taught to fear. What she discovered there was nothing like the stories: warmth, laughter, and an unexpected invitation to return that evening.
Her husband left on a business trip without a second thought for her. Alone, angry, and restless, Laura pulled on the short black dress he had once forbidden, slipped into the night, and walked back into the world she was never supposed to enter.
One drink. That was the plan.
What followed was music, heat, and the attention of an orc whose presence woke something dark and hungry she had spent her whole life denying. By the time she stood in his bedroom, heart racing and dress sliding to the floor, there was no more pretending this was still innocent.
Some lines, once crossed, can never be uncrossed.
And some hungers, once tasted, refuse to stay quiet.
Especially when the next business trip is already marked on the calendar.
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