Carnality

A war between morality and desire

~There are fleeting moments of uncertainty where I sit under the white oak and dwell about the horrors of the past. The mockery never seems to seize and my mind shatters like fragile glass~

Alessia spent most of her life in a small, congested house with her parents who never seemed to stop complaining. Years of failed friendships, relationships and a personality that felt more like an anchor weighing her down. Alessia wanted a clean slate and that is exactly what Dante Ormanni brought in a silver platter along with a couple of fancy thongs and a dirty mouth that left her hungry for more.

"There are not many things I desire Cara, but the way your skin glimmers under the sunlight makes me want to bury my face between your legs and stay there till that sun goes down." He spoke with such vulgarity that I found myself gasping and leaning in at the same time. I wondered what it was, his voice or the aura that he carried that made his irresistible in every sense. One thing I was sure of, Dante Ormanni was the third deadly sin in it's entirety and I was in desperate need of some self control and a new pair of panties.

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