©COPYRIGHT 2021 ALL CONTENT IN THIS STORY BELONGS TO PAMELA MOTSHWANE (KNOWN HERE ON WATTPAD AND INKITT AS @FCKINGSINATRA) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ** [Lowercase intentional] brows knitted in concentration, his pencil glided across the page. he shaded his frustrations and rage. he sketched the frame of his vulnerability and admiration. he coloured his desire and passion. finally, his body moved over the piece of art and he threw his head back, releasing a strained groan. on the paper he sketched his frustration, desire, engraved the image deep into his mind and most certainly, carved his love from the carnal images roaming the depths of his mind. he sketched HER. -- This is a story of how far an artist is willing to go for his muse, how far he is willing to get her.

𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 :)

Just read.