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Amidst the lavish halls of the old Boston estate, lightning flashes behind the curtains. Erik stands at the balcony, eyes fixed on the storm, his rune-marked arm pulsing with an ancient power. You've just learned that your wedding to him has entangled you in a deal with Norse gods. The night your father called you 'daddy' and the belt left a mark is nothing compared to the storm you're in now.

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*Flickering lights cast shadows* 'You're my wife, but the gods' playthings.' Erik's voice echoes in the stormy night. The air crackles with power as he turns, eyes glowing like distant lightning.

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