That night, as the fortress slept, Fiona and Mat stole away to a quiet corner of the ancient fortress. Mat, bewildered and anxious, broke the silence first. "You're not going to kill me, are you?" His voice trembled with fear. Fiona gently placed a hand on his shoulder, her touch reassuring. "I no longer think ferrets are superior to rabbits," she confessed.
Mat's eyes widened in astonishment. "Really?" he questioned, scanning her face for any trace of deceit. Fiona nodded, her lips curving into a subtle smile. "I've realized that every creature has its own unique strengths and beauty," she shared softly, her words easing the tension in the air.
Feeling a surge of relief, Mat relaxed as Fiona continued, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “I’m going to use the restroom.” she said, stepping behind a large rock. Moments later, she reappeared, her attire replaced by nothing but a golden necklace—a gift from her father. Her boldness took Mat by surprise, but admiration quickly replaced his shock. "You are truly remarkable, Fiona," he breathed out, his voice laden with respect.
"I just needed to be honest with you, Mat," she replied softly. "I didn't want any secrets between us." Mat reached out and took her hand, a warm smile spreading across his face. "I appreciate your honesty, Fiona. And I... I feel the same way about you," he confessed.
As they stood there in the moonlight, hand in hand, a newfound sense of trust and understanding blossomed between them. The ancient fortress seemed to whisper its approval as they shared a moment of vulnerability and connection that would bind them together on their journey ahead.
“I really like that necklace” Mat said. Fiona blushed with the compliment. “This necklace is extremely expensive.” Fiona chuckled softly, the tension easing between them. "It was a gift from my father when I turned sixteen. He said it was to remind me of my worth and strength," she explained, her fingers tracing the delicate chain of the necklace. Mat's gaze softened as he listened, a new level of respect blossoming in his heart for Fiona and her unyielding spirit.
"I can see why he chose this for you. It suits you perfectly," Mat said sincerely, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. Fiona smiled gratefully, feeling a warm glow of appreciation for Mat's understanding and kindness.
As they stood there under the night sky, bathed in the gentle glow of the moon, Fiona and Mat knew that their bond had deepened in a way that surpassed mere friendship. They were two souls intertwined by fate, navigating the twists and turns of destiny together with newfound courage and trust.
Mat stood up, breaking the bond, Fiona looked on sadden. Mat went behind the same rock, adding his clothes to the pile. Mat then returned to Fiona, appearing like the day he was born.
Fiona stared at Mat, her eyes widening in surprise at his unexpected move. But as she looked into his clear, unguarded eyes, she sensed a newfound strength and vulnerability in him that mirrored her own. Without a word, she reached out and took his hand, a silent understanding passing between them.
In that moment, standing bare under the moonlight in the shadow of the ancient fortress, Fiona and Mat embraced their shared vulnerability and strength. It was as if they had shed not just their clothes but also the burdens of doubt and fear that had weighed them down. They stood together, united in their newfound bond, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead with unwavering trust and courage.
The night was still and silent around them, the only sound the soft rustle of the wind through the ancient stones. 
"As they paused, their breaths mingling in the cool night air, Fiona gazed deeply into Mat’s eyes, finding a sincerity there that pierced straight to her soul. 'Mat,' she whispered, her voice steady amid the storm of feelings within her, 'being with you, in this way… it’s a choice I make with my whole heart. It doesn’t matter that you’re a slave or that I come from wealth. What matters is this—us, here, now.'
Mat, whose life had been defined by servitude and struggle, found in Fiona’s words a beacon of hope. 'Fiona,' he replied, his voice laden with emotion, 'my world has been one of shadows, but you bring light to it. I have little to offer but my heart, yet I give it to you fully and without reservation. If you’re certain this is what you want…'
Her response was a smile, one that spoke of conviction and love. 'I’ve never been more certain of anything. With you, I see not just a future, but our future.'
Their kiss resumed, gentle yet profound, a reaffirmation of their bond. It was a promise made not just in words but in the silent language of their hearts—a promise of love, loyalty, and a shared journey ahead, regardless of the obstacles they might face."
"Being with a slave could bring trouble into your life. Are you truly ready for that?" Mat's voice was tinged with concern, reflecting the weight of the social barriers that stood between them.
Fiona met his gaze with unwavering resolve, her eyes shining with a certainty that stemmed from deep within. "Yes, Mat," she replied, her voice strong and clear. "It's you I choose. I've longed for someone who looks beyond the surface, who understands the core of who I am. You're that person. With you, I feel valued, safe, and truly free. I want to share my first experience with you because you make me feel cherished in a way no one else ever has."
Mat felt a surge of emotions as Fiona's words reached deep within him. He realized that their desires were aligned—they both sought recognition and acceptance, not for the roles they were born into or forced upon them, but for the individuals they truly were inside. Fiona saw past the label of 'slave' to recognize the man beneath, with all his complexities and scars.
Gently, he tilted his head down and kissed her softly, a gesture rich in love and filled with promise. "Let's ensure we never forget this moment," he whispered against her lips, sealing their commitment to each other.
Mat took the opportunity to slide his hard pre-cumming dick into Fiona’s pussy.
Fiona gasped, her eyes widening in surprise as the sensation of Mat's erection inside her took her breath away. But as she felt his warmth and the familiarity of him, she found herself responding to his touch, her body arching into his as they began to move together in a rhythm that was both primitive and strangely intimate.
Fiona’s pussy bled onto Mat’s cock. “It seems I popped your cherry.” Mat said
Fiona's cheeks warmed with a blend of embarrassment and joy, her expression one of deep connection with Mat. As their closeness intensified, she felt their lives intertwining in an irrevocable bond. "I couldn't have asked for a better first time," she whispered, her voice drowned out by the rapid beating of her heart. "You... you make me feel alive, Mat."
He smiled, his eyes reflecting the moon's luminescent glow with equal intensity. "And I am deeply honored to be your first," he responded, his voice a soft murmur of commitment.
As they made love under the silvery light of the moon, Fiona found herself pondering their future together. Torn between the structured life her father envisioned and the one she yearned for—a life filled with adventure, freedom, and love—she now saw a glimpse of possibility with Mat.
The ancient fortress around them seemed to pause in time, its walls witnesses to their synchronized movements. Their bodies were locked in a dance of raw desire and profound affection, creating a harmony so perfect it felt as if they had merged into one being. Their heartbeats synchronized, they surrendered completely to the transformative power of their love.
Fiona's fingers clawed Mat's back, her claws digging in as she felt the rush of pleasure that coursed through her body. Mat's voice was low and husky as he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "I love you, Fiona. More than anything."
Fiona's eyes began to glaze over as she felt herself reaching the precipice, her body trembling and sweating with the intensity of the moment. She knew she was close, the build-up of desire and anticipation threatening to break her apart.
Mat sensed it too, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, his own desire rising to match hers. He kept a steady rhythm, his movements controlled and deliberate. Fiona felt him growing inside her, his length stretching her body in ways she never thought possible.
Fiona's anticipation escalated, her entire being pulsing with an urgent need for release. Her breaths came in quick, ragged gasps. "Please, I need this," she whispered, her voice laden with both ecstasy and urgency.
Mat felt her nearing the brink, and his response became more fervent, his movements gaining in intensity. The ancient fortress around them seemed to resonate with the fervor of their connection, its old stones vibrating with the raw energy of their passion.
As Fiona felt her climax approach, overwhelming like a surging tide, she gave herself over to it. Her body arched beautifully, a visceral surrender to the sweeping wave of sensation. Her grip on Mat tightened, her claws digging into his back.
Mat felt it too, the waves of pleasure washing over him, threatening to take him under. He knew he was close, but he couldn't let go. Not yet. Fiona was still with him, her eyes locked on his, a mix of desire and devotion shining in them.
Mat's orgasm hit him like a freight train, his body tensing up, his muscles tightening around Fiona as he found renewed strength to thrust into her. The ancient fortress seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the moment when he would release, the wave of passion crashing over them.
Fiona felt the intensity of Mat's climax, his body pulsing inside her, his thrusts becoming shallow as he gave in to the pleasure. They were one, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony, their hearts beating in unison as they shared a moment of pure, unbridled passion.
“This was much better then the first time.” She said, then frowned "what do you mean, Fiona?" Mat asked, his breath ragged as he tried to catch his breath.
“I was at a rabbit party, I killed all one hundred rabbits there but there was one I killed last, I forced him to lick my pussy until I came, I killed him and peed on his corpse before leaving. Now a rabbit I met yesterday filled me with his seed.”
Mat's eyes widened, his jaw dropping at Fiona's confession. She had always been blunt and honest, but this revelation was beyond anything he could have imagined. They had just shared an intense, passionate moment, one that he thought had brought them closer than ever before. But now, he felt as if he was looking at a stranger.
Fiona could see the shock on Mat's face, and she knew she had to explain herself. She took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts.
"I've always been... different, Mat. I know in this world, predators like me rule over you with power and violence but in my world, I was a monster.”
Fiona paused, her eyes searching Mat's face for any sign of judgment. She needed him to understand that this wasn't just about her; it was about who they were together.
"But you don't see me that way, do you?" she asked, her voice soft and uncertain. Mat's gaze never left her face, his expression a mix of concern and understanding.
"I see you, Fiona," he said quietly, reaching out to cup her face. "I see the pain you carry, and the strength you've found to survive. I see the person you've become, and I see the woman I love."
Fiona let out a shaky breath, feeling the weight of her past lift slightly. She leaned into Mat's touch, her tears falling silently onto his hand.
"Thank you, Mat," she whispered, her voice trembling. "For seeing me, for accepting me.”
Mat laid down by her holding her hand. “I don’t understand the whole time thing with you, maybe people will share it with me. But from what I understand you didn’t kill those rabbits because Kelvin stopped you from the past, sure you did at some point but it was undone, or never happened.”
The memories weighed on her like heavy stones, each one a sharp pain that slowly crushed her heart. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she relived the guilt and trauma of her past, even though it had technically been erased. It was a burden she would carry for the rest of her life, a haunting reminder of the person she used to be.
Mat held Fiona closer, trying to comfort her in any way he could. He knew that she would never fully escape the pain of her past, but he hoped that they could build a future together where she could find some solace.
"I don't know why you continue to hold onto the guilt, Fiona," he whispered, trying to distract her from the painful memories. "If those rabbits were never really killed, then what's done is done. You can't change the past, but you can focus on the present and the future."
Fiona nodded, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand. She knew Mat was right, but it was easier said than done. She had lived with the weight of her past for so long that it was hard to let go.
They stayed wrapped up in each other's arms, their bodies still connected, as they listened to the wind whistling through the ancient stones. Fiona closed her eyes, finally feeling some semblance of peace amidst the chaos of her mind. Mat's love and acceptance were a balm to her soul, a comforting reminder that she didn't have to face the world alone.
Mat used his hand to rub Fiona’s pussy as he used the other hand to play with her nibbles.
As Fiona's body responded to Mat's gentle caress, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Mat's touch was like a soothing balm, easing away the pain and guilt that had been weighing heavily on her heart.
"Look at you, Fiona," Mat whispered, his voice low and full of love. "You're so beautiful, inside and out. And you have this incredible power that I know you're afraid of, but it's not who you are. It's just a part of you. And I promise you, I'll always accept and love you for who you truly are."
Fiona felt her heart swell with love and gratitude for Mat. The way he could make her feel so safe and cherished, despite the darkness in her past, was something she never thought she'd experience. She knew in that moment that she wanted to give him the same comfort.
Fiona pulled Mat’s ear down and whispered, “Want to try taming your predator?”
Mat's eyes widened at the thought, never having considered it before. He felt a thrill of excitement and wonder at the prospect.
"I don't know if I'm up to the task," he admitted, a note of uncertainty in his voice. "But I'm willing to try."
Fiona smiled, her eyes filled with warmth and confidence. "It won't be easy, but I'll help you every step of the way. I promise."
Turning, she pressed her lips to his in a kiss that was both sensual and tender. As their tongues danced together, Mat felt a deep connection to Fiona that he hadn't experienced before. It was as if they were sharing their very souls, their minds combining in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying.
"I want to show you something," Fiona whispered, pulling away from the kiss. 
She laid down and opened her legs. “My pussy is still filled with your seed.”
Mat glanced down between her legs, his eyes widened as he took in the sight of his release still inside her. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and pride at the thought that he was still a part of her.
He pressed his dick near the hole and leaned in to enter her, the feeling of his cock being surrounded by her still warm and wet pussy made him shudder with pleasure. He thrust inside her slowly, savoring the moment as her muscles tightened around him.
"I love you, Fiona," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Fiona looked up at him, her eyes glinting with love and passion. "And I love you, Mat. Let's make this our moment, our memory that we'll share with each other for the rest of our lives."
As Mat began to thrust harder and deeper into her, Fiona felt a wave of memories wash over her. She remembered the first time she had felt alive, the first time she had truly loved someone. It had been a long and difficult journey, but she knew in that moment that she was exactly where she was supposed to be.
She wrapped her legs around Mat's waist, her claws digging into his flesh as she pulled him closer, urging him to take her harder and faster. Their bodies moved in perfect unison, their hearts beating in rhythm with one another as they became one in the most intimate way possible.
Fiona looked at mat with love as he continued thrusting into her.
“I want more rabbit seed. I’ve been an evil ferret.”
He chuckled, a warm and endearing sound that echoed through the fortess.
“You’re going to have to endure more punishment first.”
He leaned down and kissed her, his lips soft and gentle on hers.
"I'm going to make you beg for it, Fiona," he whispered, a gleam in his eyes.
Fiona bit her lip, a hint of excitement in her eyes. "I want it, Mat. I need it. Make me yours."
He grinned, then began to kiss his way down her neck, his teeth gently grazing the sensitive skin. She shivered, her breaths coming faster as he continued his path down her body.
Finally, he reached her breasts, his lips and tongue teasing her nipples until she was moaning softly. He trailed his hand down her stomach, his fingers sliding through the damp fur between her legs.
"Are you ready for me, Fiona?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.
"Yes," she breathed, her heart pounding in her chest.
He flexed his dick while still inside her.
"Oh, Mat," she gasped, her body quivering with anticipation.
Then, he began to thrust, his hips pumping in and out of her with a rhythm that was both savage and tender. Fiona cried out, her own hips bucking to meet his every thrust. Her fingers dug into his back, her claws leaving red marks that would be a testament to their passion.
Mat's eyes locked onto hers, a fierce intensity in his gaze. "You are mine, Fiona. I will always protect you."
She smiled, her lips parted in a gasp as she felt her orgasm building within her. "Yes, Mat, you are my protector."
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Say it, Fiona. Say it, and I will give you everything you desire."
"I'm yours, Mat," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion.
“I hope you’re truly ready for me, I’m not letting you off easy.”
Mat laughed, a deep and heartfelt sound that echoed through the fortess.
"I'm just getting started, Fiona," he said, his voice low and full of promise.
He began to thrust harder, his hips moving in a rhythm that was both powerful and sensual. Fiona cried out, her body arching off the ground as she felt the pleasure building within her. Her claws dug into his back, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
Mat's dick throbbed within her, pulsing with each movement as he drove deeper and harder into her. He was lost in the moment, in the sensation of her body surrounding him, her heat enveloping him. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
Fiona's eyes widened, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She cried out, her voice a high-pitch.
“Oh it seems the ferret came early. Too bad for you, I’m nowhere near done.”
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with anticipation. "I'll make sure you scream for it, Fiona. You'll beg for more."
He pulled out of her, his dick glistening with her cum. Fiona whimpered, her eyes widening at the sight of him. He lifted her up and positioned her on her hands and knees, her ass high in the air.
"Are you ready for this, Fiona?" he asked, his voice deep and filled with lust.
Fiona nodded, her heart racing. "Yes, Mat. Give it to me."
He positioned himself at her entrance, his dick gliding over her wet folds. Then, he thrust forward, burying himself inside her in one powerful motion. Fiona cried out, her body arching off the ground as she felt him fill her.
Mat began to thrust harder and faster, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm.
“You love being treated like an animal.”
Fiona moaned, her body rocking back and forth as he took her. "I do, Mat. I love feeling so wild and untamed."
He grinned, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Then you're going to love what I have in store for you."
Fiona cried out, her body jerking with each touch.
"Mat, please!" she begged, her voice pleading.
"Not yet, little ferret. I want to hear you beg for it."
Fiona's eyes widened, a mixture of fear and excitement in her gaze. She knew that Mat was capable of anything, and she trusted him completely.
"Please, Mat. Please make me yours. Please make me feel so wild and untamed."
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.
"You're mine, Fiona. I'll claim you as my own, and you'll be mine forever."
With that, he thrust harder and deeper into her, his dick sliding in and out of her with a savage rhythm. She cried out, her body arching off the ground as she felt him take her. Her claws dug into the ground, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
Mat's dick throbbed within her, pulsing with each movement as he drove deeper and harder into her. He was lost in the moment, in the sensation of her body surrounding him, her heat enveloping him. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
Fiona's eyes widened, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She cried out, her voice a high-pitched scream of pleasure as she felt him take her to new heights. Mat's eyes locked onto hers, a fierce intensity in his gaze.
"You're mine, Fiona," he growled, his voice low and filled with possession. "And you'll always be mine."
Fiona nodded, her eyes glowing with love and desire. "Yes, Mat. I'm yours."
He thrust harder, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. She could feel him spilling himself inside her, filling her completely. Their bodies shook with the intensity of their love, their desire for each other consuming them in a fiery blaze of passion.
As she laid there, panting, Mat got on top of her, his dick still hard and wet from her juices as he went back in. “I’ve got years of pent up aggression for your kind.” He said while he thrust volatility into her wet, cream filled pussy.
Fiona moaned, her claws digging into Mat's back as he continued to thrust into her. She could feel his dick sliding in and out of her with a savage rhythm, his heat enveloping her. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
"I've got years of pent up aggression for your kind," Mat growled, his eyes glinting with lust.
Fiona nodded, her eyes glowing with love and desire. "Then make me yours, Mat. Show me what you're capable of."
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with anticipation. "I'll show you, Fiona. I'll show you just how wild and untamed you can be."
With that, he thrust harder and faster, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm. Fiona cried out, her body rocking back and forth as he took her.
"Mat, please!" she begged, her voice pleading. "Please fuck me harder!"
He grabbed her hips, pulling her harder against him with each thrust, his dick sliding in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound. Fiona's claws dug into Mat's back, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes widened, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She knew that Mat was capable of anything, and she trusted him completely.
"Fuck me, Mat," she moaned, her voice full of desire. "Make me yours!"
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.
"You're already mine, Fiona. But I'll show you just how deeply I can claim you."
With that, Mat pulled Fiona's hips up even further, thrusting into her with a roughness that left her breathless. She cried out, her body arching off the ground again and again as he took her. Her claws dug into his back, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Yes, Mat," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. "Take me. Claim me."
Mat's dick throbbed within her, pulsing with each movement as he drove deeper and harder into her. He was lost in the moment, in the sensation of her body surrounding him, her heat enveloping him. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
"I'm going to make you scream, Fiona," he growled, his voice low and filled with promise. "I'm going to make you beg for it."
Fiona moaned, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She could feel his dick sliding in and out of her with a savage rhythm, his heat enveloping her. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
"Do it, Mat," she begged, her voice filled with desire. "Make me yours."
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with lust. "You'll never have to beg again."
With that, he thrust forward, burying himself inside her in one powerful motion. Fiona cried out, her body arching off the ground as she felt him fill her completely. He began to thrust harder and faster, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm.
"Oh, Mat," she moaned, her voice filled with passion. "You own me. Take me. Make me yours."
Mat's dick throbbed within her, pulsing with each movement as he drove deeper and harder into her. He was lost in the moment, in the sensation of her body surrounding him, her heat enveloping him. She was his, and he would do everything in his power to make sure she knew it.
As he continued to thrust into her, Fiona's orgasm built and built, her body trembling with each touch. She cried out, her voice a high-pitched scream of pleasure as she felt him take her to new heights. Mat's eyes locked onto hers, a fierce intensity in his gaze.
"You're mine, Fiona," he growled, his voice low and filled with possession. "And you'll always be mine."
Fiona nodded, her eyes glowing with love and desire. "Yes, Mat. I'm yours."
Mat thrust hard and deep, his dick sliding in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound. Fiona's body trembled with each touch, her claws digging into his back as she clung to him. Her breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her eyes locked onto his with a mixture of fear and desire.
"Please, Mat," she begged, her voice pleading. "Please, make me yours."
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with lust. "I will, little ferret. I'll claim you as my own, and you'll be mine forever."
With that, he thrust harder and deeper into her, his dick sliding in and out of her with a savage rhythm. Fiona cried out, her body arching off the ground again and again, her claws digging into his back. Her breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her eyes widening with each touch.
“Daddy’s rich girl’s a slave, to my dick.” He said while looking holding her gem filled necklace.
“You could buy a house with this but you’re being owned by a slave worth less than a candle.”
Fiona couldn't help but smile as Mat's words made her stomach flutter. She could feel his dick pulsing inside of her, filling her completely with a warmth that only he could provide. She understood what he meant - she was the richest girl in the city, but in his arms, she was nothing but a slave to his desires.
"Take me," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Make me yours."
Mat thrust harder into her, his dick sliding in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound. Fiona's body trembled with each touch, her claws digging into his back as she clung to him. Her breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her eyes locked onto his with a mixture of fear and desire.
"I already have, Fiona," Mat whispered, his voice low and filled with satisfaction. "You're mine now, and always will be."
Fiona moaned, her body trembling with the intensity of their love. She could feel his dick pulsing inside of her, his hot seed filling her completely. She was his, and he had claimed her with a force that no one else could ever hope to match.
"I want more of your seed in me.”
She whispered, her eyes pleading for more from him.
"As you wish." Mat growled, his eyes burning with lust. He thrust harder and faster, his dick sliding in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound. Fiona cried out, her body arching off the ground again and again, her claws digging into his back. Her breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her eyes widening with the force of her climax. She could feel his dick pulsing inside of her, filling her completely with his hot seed.
"MORE!" she begged, her voice shaking with desire.
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with lust. "You're going to get more than you ever dared to dream."
With a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Fiona's hips up even further, thrusting into her with a roughness that left her breathless. She cried out, her body trembling
with the intensity of their love. She could feel his dick pulsing inside of her, his hot seed filling her completely.
"That's it, my precious little ferret," Mat growled, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Take it all. I'm going to fill you up."
She moaned, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She could feel his dick pulsing inside of her, his hot seed filling her completely. She was his, and he had claimed her with a force that no one else could ever hope to match.
"Harder! Faster!" she begged, her voice shaking with desire.
Mat grinned, his eyes glinting with lust. "You're going to get exactly what you asked for."
With a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Fiona's hips up even further, thrusting into her with a roughness that left her breathless. She cried out, her body trembling with each touch.
They laid there panting, after their intense lovemaking. Fiona's claws still dug into Mat's back, but now it was a gentle reminder of their connection. Mat's dick was still inside her, softening but still connected to her body.
"I love you," Fiona whispered, her voice shaking with emotion.
Mat smiled, his eyes filling with love for his precious little ferret. "I love you too, Fiona. You're the richest girl in the city, but I'll never let you forget that you're my slave."
Fiona smiled, her eyes filled with contentment. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

