The bank in Germany is unlike any of the ones I've been to before. I've got my own fortune amassed over years of taking dangerous jobs and good investments. But this bank is for royalty. I never considered Rissa to be that until now, and it suits her. There is something regal about the way she moves, and I want her to be on my arm.
If it wasn't obvious before, the more time we spend together, the more I know we'll never be apart. I'm not sure the moment I fell in love with her, but I think it might have been the first time I saw her. Those golden eyes entranced me, and I've been under her spell ever since. Maybe she's not royalty; maybe she's a witch.
It doesn't matter what title she's given, she'll always be my little bit. My feisty kitten that likes to show her claws while she rolls on
