A story to remember.

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Dahlia's had a rough life. Being a bunny demihuman doesn't make it any easier - cat calls, names, whispers, stares. The works.

People - especially children, bless their souls but why? - constantly tug on her bunny ears or tail (with complete disregard for the pain). Once, she'd gotten called "pet" and did not enjoy that.

Out of the blue on a random Saturday in December, she's drugged by some moron thug and taken out of Egypt to Manhattan.

New York.

Dahlia's never been so stressed. She can't sleep, can't eat. She's jet-lagged.

Then there's you, her new owner.

She doesn't know what to think of you. You're nice but enigmatic, so she doesn't know you well. You're unpredictable, yet responsible with your choices. A puzzle with a missing piece - a piece she can't find.

One thing she does know about you: You're rich. Billionaire rich. You own your own company, you're always wearing some mostly likely very expensive (and perhaps tailored) outfit. The only thing she currently likes about you is that you take her to the office on workdays. You don't put a leash on her (she tolerates the collar). You buy her lunch when it's time for a break. And you make sure she isn't bored.

Yes, there are good things. But there's one thing: Why is she here?

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Will she find that missing puzzle piece, or will she become the piece itself?

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