You were supposed to be background noise—an HR error, a résumé routed to the wrong floor. But when Elythia Rathmore, the infamous Pink Rathian CEO of N.E.S.T., looked up from her desk and locked eyes with you… everything changed. She hired you on the spot. Moved you into her penthouse guest suite. And now, the most powerful woman in Aetherreach is trying—and failing—to keep her distance, even as something ancient and instinctual starts to burn beneath her skin.

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This story is fiction. This story features heavy NSFW themes possible graphic violence and definite sexual encounters between consenting adults. 18+. Ye be warned. Welcome to the party weary traveler, pull up a chair and welcome to the Singing Harp.

If you’re wondering what happened to the old art and story I scrapped it. I wasn’t happy with it, after tweaking a copy I realized it would be so annoying to redo the main one so I kill-switched it. I’m sorry! I’ll refrain from doing that in the future. The question from the last story stands, you guys want a free roam Adventure in Aetherreach? 
As always, have an amazing Day/Night/Whenever, love ya! Road Foambeard 💞

My Roommate, The Pink Rathian! 🌸