'til your heart's content | 18+
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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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