The room thrummed with a heat that wasn’t just from the flickering candles lining the obsidian walls. It was the kind of heat that clawed at your skin, a fever born from the weight of eyes—hungry, predatory—watching from the shadows.…
His eyes darkened, a storm of secrets and fury, but he didn’t answer—not with words. Instead, he ripped her panties off, the fabric shredding under his impatience, and shoved her onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, vulnerable and…
Her skin prickled at the challenge, but she forced a sultry smile, leaning close enough that her breath grazed his ear. “I’m not here to crawl, Julian. I’m here to take what’s mine.” His chuckle was low, a rumble that…
The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sin, a heady scent that clung to the velvet curtains of Obsidian, a den of decadence tucked in the heart of the city’s underbelly. Angelica stood at the edge of…
Nova stared at the mirror, studying her reflection intently. At 18 years old, she hardly recognized the woman looking back at her. Gone was the wide-eyed girl, now replaced by a young woman teetering on the edge of something new…
The room thrummed with a heat that wasn’t just from the flickering candles lining the obsidian walls. It was the kind of heat that clawed at your skin, a fever born from the weight of eyes—hungry, predatory—watching from the shadows.…
His eyes darkened, a storm of secrets and fury, but he didn’t answer—not with words. Instead, he ripped her panties off, the fabric shredding under his impatience, and shoved her onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, vulnerable and…
Her skin prickled at the challenge, but she forced a sultry smile, leaning close enough that her breath grazed his ear. “I’m not here to crawl, Julian. I’m here to take what’s mine.” His chuckle was low, a rumble that…
The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sin, a heady scent that clung to the velvet curtains of Obsidian, a den of decadence tucked in the heart of the city’s underbelly. Angelica stood at the edge of…
Nova stared at the mirror, studying her reflection intently. At 18 years old, she hardly recognized the woman looking back at her. Gone was the wide-eyed girl, now replaced by a young woman teetering on the edge of something new…