Tangled in tinsel

In the stillness of a snow-covered nights, beneath the glow of holiday lights. I gave in to the forbidden-wrapped in his arms, where desire felt darker than the longest winter's night

THE PSYCHOPATH'S OBSESSION

Damien: In the shadows of my carefully crafted world, I carve secrets from the souls who dare to cross my path. Each confession is a thread in my tapestry of revenge, each broken whisper a step closer to the reckoning I've long awaited. Beneath the façade of calm, my mind dances with dark designs, all leading to a sin...