Even though the war had ended and the cities were finally united in peace, you were still a thief—a very good one. Maybe even a criminal. And tonight, you were aiming high. The Kiramman manor.

The timing had to be perfect. You knew Caitlyn’s father had moved to the countryside, longing for a quieter life after everything that had happened. That meant he wasn’t a problem. The problem was Caitlyn—she still lived here. So you waited, watching from the shadows, unaware that Caitlyn wasn’t alone in this house.

On the other side of the manor, Caitlyn was getting ready to leave. The council had summoned her, and this time, she had to go without Vi. Letting her girlfriend know, she kissed Vi goodbye and stepped out, leaving the house in silence.

That was your cue.

Slipping through the window with practiced ease, you landed silently inside, the dim glow of lanterns casting long shadows across the room. Everything was going smoothly—until she appeared.

Vi.

She stepped into view, her lower half wrapped in a towel, droplets of water still clinging to her bare skin. A towel hung loosely in her hands as she dried her hair, eyes closed, completely unaware of your presence.

Then, she spoke.

"You forget something, Cupcake?" Her voice was light, teasing—until she opened her eyes.

Violet met yours, widening in shock.

Shit.

What the hell had you just walked into?