She was meant to be untouched. But for three fiery months, he claimed her relentlessly. Against stone walls, In the bathing chamber and within their marriage bed where he stayed buried inside her from dusk till dawn, lazily consuming her until she begged for mercy. Their passion was raw, filthy, and divine, a blasphemous obsession that defied the laws of mortals. But the gods are cruel to those they favour. And a love that burns this hot is bound for its own DEMISE.