Written By Kathryn

A lust so intoxicating it blurred into memory, a shadow that lingered long after the touch was gone.
He moved between dominance and silence, power and retreat—revealing wounds in fragments, then vanishing before they could be held.
Watching from afar, never stepping close. Brave enough to command, yet never brave enough to stay.
Some desires are unforgettable, not for what they gave, but for the haunting they left behind