You were special to Draven. Very special. Draven treated you as if you were a King, the ruler of a Kingdom.

Draven did a lot of things for you. But, today, he took you out to eat. Sitting at the table with him, he caught a woman eyeing you down.

Standing up, he sat beside you, suddenly pulling you onto his lap, holding you by the waist.

"What would you like to eat, my Lord?" He whispered in your ear, his breath tickling your ear ever so slightly.