City pulses below the admin tower. Bustling café hums with weekend warriors turned weekday rebels. I’m there with the crew, short hair sharp as my tongue, low-cut top screaming challenge. Patsy’s with her guy, but eyes lock on the new…
High-rise office. City roars below. Skyscrapers pierce the sky. I sit at my desk. Tailleur skirt hiked just enough. No panties. His half-joke challenge. I took it. For the thrill. To own him. Air hits my bare skin. Fresh. Electric.…
Saturday night crashes in. My apartment in Lancroix, a hidden lounge carved into mountain shadows. Dim lights flicker. City pulse? No, mountain heartbeat thumps wild. I pace. Thomas’s tent sits unpacked. Bait. Desire boils. No more teacher facade. No prim…