In the heart of an enchanted forest, hidden away from prying eyes, there stood a majestic office tower unlike any other. The air crackled with magic, and the whispers of unseen creatures filled the halls. It was here, within the confines of his private office, that the handsome and powerful warlock, Alaric, indulged in his most forbidden desires.
Alaric reclined in his ornate chair, his long, slender fingers tracing patterns on the smooth surface of his polished mahogany desk. His eyes, the color of stormy seas, sparkled with mischief as he glanced around the room, ensuring he was truly alone. With a wicked grin playing on his lips, he unbuttoned his crisp white shirt, revealing a