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epilogue

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Morning light filtered into the suite, painting everything in soft gold.

I blinked awake, the bed sheets tangled around me, but Arisya was gone.

My heart sank slightly, the absence of her warmth leaving an ache in my chest.

As I turned, something caught my eye—a note nestled among the pillows.

I reached for it, my fingers brushing against the delicate parchment.

"Give me a better chase next time," it read, the ink fading as I held it, "and by the way, I expect you to wear this on your next heist. I gave your accomplice all the details.”

A small vibrator in the shape of a curved hook lay beside the note, shimmering with a rune etched into its surface. I bit my lip, a mix of excitement and trepidation flooding through me. The possibilities raced in my mind; she could make me come anywhere. The thought alone made my cheeks flush.

"Get it together," I murmured to myself, shaking off the haze of sleep. I cleaned up quickly, slipping into my clothes, a pulse of anticipation thrumming beneath my skin.

Once dressed, I put on my earpiece, Ryn’s voice crackling to life. "There’s another important object moving across town tomorrow night.

We don’t have much time to prep, but with this new batch of intel I got, we should be good to go tomorrow if you are.

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I touched the vibrator, stroking the rune that sparks it to life.

It doesn’t respond to my touch, but flickers to life for a brief moment.

I grin.

Somewhere in the city, Arisya knows it is in my possession.

I slid the longer portion inside me, the hook perfectly curved over my body to cup right against my sensitive clit.

It hummed softly against my skin as I secured it in place, a reminder of Arisya’s touch that lingered like a ghost.

I couldn’t help but giggle, as excitement welled up within me.

"Let’s get to work," I said, determination igniting in my chest as I stepped into the day, ready for whatever came next.

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