Pawning my grandma's bracelet was supposed to be temporary—not contractually bind me to a breathtaking naga.
Now I'm working off my debt at Sundar’s pawn shop, trying not to stare at his powerful tail, or imagine all the wicked ways he could pin me down with it...
I know better than to fall for my boss. But the more time I spend under his golden gaze, the more I wonder... What happens when a naga decides to keep what's his?