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“An affair with an incubus? I never imagined my wife would prove so vulgar.” On the mere suspicion that she had dreamt of a demon, the husband who had once been unfailingly gentle turned upon her in an instant. Niamh, treated as less than a beast, endured a life like a guttering candle, one that might be snuffed out at any moment. And then, as though sent in deliverance, a man appeared before her. Delphion. With his languid air and inscrutable charm, Niamh found herself helplessly drawn to him. Even as she continued her forbidden liaison with the incubus, her body and heart alike grew steeped in desire… “Do you call the one you love your saviour?” And so, if she were to survive, she had no choice but to take the saviour’s hand. Even if that salvation was unholy.