The rich prince picked up my fox fur and smiled. After I left, he regretted it crazy.
Language: en
When someone from my ancestral line reaches the peak of emotion, a unique, soft fur sprouts from the tip of their tailbone. Legend says, if a man can pluck one, his fortune will multiply. For seven years, Caleb plucked countless strands of my fur. His wealth exploded, multiplying beyond measure. He was always overcome with desire for me, obsessed to his very core. Until the day he became the richest man in the entire city. That’s when I accidentally walked in on him and that heiress, tangled together, dripping with sweat. When I angrily confronted him, he just scoffed back: "You…