AN—
I can't policy you on what you consume, but just to say that I have warned, a rather mature scene is bookended in MDNI banners.
For those who have been waiting for it, I hope you enjoy a little something.
XXXI
G R E E D Y H U B R I S
—aka, the universe will always balance itself,
INT—TOWN CAR.
PARIS, FRANCE — NIGHT.
SCENE I.
His touch burned me raw like an open wire.
And it's so hard not to compare and contrast from the very first night, but I yield to my own body. I yield under his gaze, his mouth, his searing grip. I scatter my thoughts and let my body yearn and burn and it's the most fun I've had in months.
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The Con Theory
Mystery / ThrillerA con artist and a billionaire. A darker story than you might think.