Claimed by Prince Daddy

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I have to find some kind of way to hide the odor from him. Perhaps…I could mix it inside an alcoholic beverage. I shook my head. He still might smell it, though. What if…I get him drunk first and then offer it to him laced in an alcoholic beverage?

A wicked grin curled my Yes! Of course. I’ll give it to him under the guise of wishing he’d relax.

I knew of the one place where Drake liked to drink and unwind…the Fae Club, Nightingale.

The blare of pop music that pounded from the speakers overhead drowned out my words. Frowning, I shouted to Drake again. He c****d his head, his brow furrowed, not having caught my words. I swallowed back a groan of frustration.

Forcing a smile that felt too stiff, I said sweetly, “Shall I get you another drink?” Drake eyed me, and I felt my heartbeats begi