I should be disgusted by Murdok. I should hate him with every fiber of my being.
But I love him.
I should loathe this beast.
He's an orc. And I'm a human assassin who specializes in killing these beasts.
There is no finer assassin than me. And with Murdok I thought I had the ultimate target.
He's known for his brutality.
He uses human women for bed sport before sending them to the mines.
My job was simple. Pretend to be one of those that wants to warm his bed. Then when his guard was down...kill him.
Well, that's what was supposed to happen.
Instead, I've witnessed firsthand how wrong I was.
He saved my life. I've seen how he protects the humans who joined his clan and pledged fealty.
He's been good, kind, and fair.
He's supposed to be my target. My enemy.
But everything in my body is screaming the exact opposite.
He's becoming my beloved.