"I run a drug business." "What!? You're a fucking drug dealer?" "No, I employ those. I'm the guy at the top. And those guys who were trying to kill us back there? They want my head." "No, no, no! I have a life! I need to go back." "Well babe, they saw your face and you saw theirs so if you go back now, they won't hesitate to kill you and I won't be able to protect you." Complex© 2016 Cover by @zjmftokay on Twitter

Lauren is tired of the plain and boring vanilla sex. She needs a man who could give her something exhilarating. A man who could bring her fantasies to life. In the midst of her desperate search, she found an exclusive sex club, where its members were encouraged to explore the darkest corners of their fantasies. Lauren joined the club, hoping she would find what she was looking for. And she did. She found him at a sex party. She found him despite the silk red cloth that covered her eyes. His touch was enough to lit her up like a firework. He's what she was searching for. She wanted him. And she knew he wanted her, too. She felt it. But when the blindfold slid off her eyes and her gaze found his, reality poured cold water to the burning lust and snatched them away from their worldly desires.