Eunice threw herself at Ashton. Beneath the statue of the Lady of Grace, the spark of passion caught like dry tinder, and their restraint collapsed. They didn't hold back, and an hour vanished into a blur of heat. When it ended, there was only the heavy quiet and the tattered remains of her clothes."You can go now," she said, her body still flushed with heat from the encounter. She pulled her tattered clothes over her body and looked at Ashton. "You… You have to win.""Don't worry. I've never lost," Ashton replied, standing up and getting dressed. He reached out to stroke her cheek."I'll come find you next time," he said, his voice dropping to a tender, teasing tone."What?" Eunice's body trembled. The blush that had just begun to fade surged back, covering her in a fresh wave of heat."Don't talk to me about 'next time' until you make it through today," she shot back, turning her face away.Roxy's face flashed in her mind, bringing a wave of guilt that mixed with a
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