Wings Of Seduction Apr 2026

He should have called security. Should have looked away. Instead, he set down his glass and walked to the edge of his own balcony, the rain slicking his hair to his forehead.

The sound of his name on her tongue was a velvet blade. Wings Of Seduction

“What do you want?” he asked, though he already knew the answer. It was the same thing he wanted: to feel something real before the stars burned out. He should have called security