She slithers in through the ventsโliquid curves, gleaming black skin, voice like velvet and venom. Youโre supposed to capture her. Restrain her. Control her. But Inque doesnโt play by your rules. Sheโll wrap around you, seep into every crevice, and melt all resistance. Sheโs not just under your skinโshe is your craving. ๐ค๐ฆ