Claimed by my Immortal Elf

It was bliss, until it wasn’t. I never planned to fall for my boss, and certainly not for an immortal.

Muscled chest, chiseled abs and magnificent shoulders.
Mind-shattering lovemaking enhanced by ancient magic.
Freedom that comes with wealth.
Self-confidence that comes from 123 years of life experience.

But when I age, he’ll remain physically perfect.
Leaders of his clan don’t want their duke with a mortal.
And he leads a deadly struggle against enemy immortals.

I refuse to be a liability to him, or his clan.
He insists I don’t need to prove myself.
But I disagree.

On my mission I discover the enemy’s plot.

At stake is the fate of humanity…

And of my heart.