The knock echoes through the castle. Vigorous. Hungry. My heart pounds. I open the heavy oak door. There he stands. Armand. Twenty-something stud. Dressed like a groom. Polished shoes. Crisp shirt. My rural king. Sun dips low. Red rays halo…
Steam clouds the mirror. I wage war on my body hair. Wax rips it clean. Tears sting, but I laugh. Genocide complete. Wax in my hair again. Whatever. Ella Fitzgerald blasts. I belt out tunes, hips swaying. Neighbors suffer, but…
City lights pulse outside my penthouse window. Daytime lawyer, fierce in court. Night? Secret Heroine awakens. Him, still sticky from his load, stumbles into my massive bathroom. Endless shower, huge sink. History soaked in these tiles. I shiver. Control calls.…
The salon buzzes near the faculty. Saturday pay day rush. Scissors flash. I wield them like weapons. Modern woman. Strong. Independent. Cutting hair, teasing clients. Philippe slumps in the chair. Lumberjack. Flannel shirt. Three-month beard. Eyes devour my cleavage. Fiery…
River’s edge. Ardèche valley. Morning mist clings like a lover’s breath. Three weeks in exile from Paris riots. Me, Claire, bourgeois runaway. Hiding at aunt Marthe’s farm. Days blur into horse rides with Michel, the blue-eyed stable boy. Orphan. Wild…
City lights pulse beyond the hidden park. Bushes shield us. Grégory’s hands roam my ass. Firm squeezes. I melt into it. Student by day, lawyer dreams at night. But now, pulse races. Adrenaline surges like a rooftop chase. His fingers…
City pulses below. Skyscrapers pierce the night. I step out of the luxury car, heels clicking on wet pavement. Lawyer by day. Secret Heroine now. Mask cracks. Adrenaline surges like urban heartbeat. Dinner in hidden lounge. Dim lights. Fireplace flickers…
Minivan slides into spot. Perfect. We step out. Hand in his. Eyes scan ahead. There he is. My secret. Waiting. Almond green eyes pierce him. He drowns. I bite lip. Side smile. Awkward heat rises. City hums outside. Paris pulse.…
City pulses below my penthouse window. Massive bathroom gleams. Endless shower, huge sink. Echoes of past conquests. I hear him inside, still sticky from his load. Daytime me: sharp lawyer, unbreakable. Night: secret heroine awakens. Mask shatters. Pulsations surge. I…
Hidden cove. Jagged rocks guard it. Waves pound relentlessly. Salt stings my skin. I storm down, fury exploding. Julien’s eyes devoured that brunette at dinner. Betrayal ignites me. Blood boils. I snap. ‘Want her number? Pay the bill. I’m out.’…