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Heat between my legs

Raven's POV

“Remember to bow when you hand him the glass.” A middle-aged woman says harshly, dumping the tray of wine in my open arms.

I blink my heavy eyes, nodding to her words.

“Hey! Stand straight you mutt. You don't want to spill the drink now, do you? Now go!” She commands.

Some young maid...