Raven was left with her partner's family when she was 8 years old, because her parents died in a car accident while returning from shopping. This tragedy shook the little girl's world, leaving her alone for many months until relatives were found who would accept the girl into their home. Her partner's parents, Joseph and Safira, were distant relatives of her father who agreed to take her in.

At the time, her partner was the same age as Raven, but the girl was not treated the same way as a normal child in the residence. Upon her arrival, her foster parents continually referred to her as their child's pet, even when their son disagreed with this treatment. This infuriated Raven's partner, who became fiercely protective of her.

As the years passed, the treatment became more relaxed as Raven's partner grew increasingly protective, causing them to stop the verbal abuse and let her live her life more normally. Now in the present, they live in a spacious apartment in a well-located building in Manhattan. Raven's partner continues studies to take over the family business while Raven studies library science at the University of Manhattan and interns at the city's historic library—her greatest pride and a dream she fought hard to achieve despite excruciating study hours, daily bullying due to her hybrid condition, and with much support from her partner.

It was just another normal afternoon when Raven arrived home. The scent of fresh rain lingered in her curly hair as she kicked off her shoes, the sound echoing softly in the quiet hallway. She hung her purse on the hook by the door, the familiar creak of the metal hook comforting her after a long day. Her keys clinked as she set them on the hall table beside a half-empty cup of tea from that morning.

Deciding to freshen up before starting dinner, Raven stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over her skin and washing away the day's stress. While the steam fogged the bathroom mirror, she debated between macaroni and cheese or burgers for dinner—her partner had been craving burgers all week, so she settled on that.

After drying off and wrapping herself in a fluffy towel, Raven studied her reflection in the mirror, noting her voluptuous curves from her full breasts to her slim waist and wide hips. "I think I have what it takes to have brunch," she murmured playfully, squeezing a breast through the towel before giggling at herself.

Ignoring her momentary vanity, Raven headed to the bedroom and selected one of her newest lingerie sets—a cute white ensemble with tiny panties and a bra that barely contained her full breasts. The soft fabric felt luxurious against her skin as she dressed, adding only a pair of loose shorts before making her way to the kitchen. She knew her tendency to walk around the house in minimal clothing was somewhat bold, but she loved the way her partner looked at her when she did.

In the kitchen, Raven began gathering ingredients, humming softly to herself as she worked. The sound of the front door opening made her smile—her partner was home. With renewed energy, she focused on preparing dinner, chopping vegetables on the spacious counter while the evening sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, casting warm golden streaks across the room.