'til your heart's content | 18+
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Dernière publication dim., nov. 9, 2025
when deyanira ernest, a 20-year-old watercolour artist encounters a captivating older man, her usual composed demeanor slowly unravels as her desires awaken guiding her toward a path where the boundaries between passion and obsession become blurred.
"anira." her dilated pupils searched the darkness of the room and she stood still, lips tucked between her teeth as the leather caressed her tender skin.
"yes," she whispered in a barely audible exhale.
"give in, bare your soul to me."
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He was just another client - a married man with guilty eyes and a wedding ring that didn't stop him from wanting me. I was paid to make him forget his vows. But I never planned to find her. His wife, Anjana - beautiful, magnetic, and quietly starving for passion. I watched her. Befriended her. Then I showed her what her husband was missing... and what she had been denying herself. Now, she's no longer the quiet, obedient wife. She's the flame that burns her husband's every boundary. And when she takes her maid Roopa under her wing, our story becomes something else entirely - women rising, teasing fate, rewriting what power and pleasure mean. Because I don't just seduce for pleasure. I seduce to awaken.
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