Diaries of Seduction

<p><em>I found the diary beneath the floorboard-bound in worn leather smelling faintly of sandalwood and smoke.</em><br><em>The first page read: 'This is where I pour the things I cannot say aloud.'</em><br><em>And as I read I realized something terrifying and exquisite.</em><br><em>Whoever wrote this... had been watching me.</em></p><p><em>His name was Elias.</em><br><em>And the first time we kissed it wasn't gentle. It was a confession neither of us had the courage to speak out loud.</em><br><em>A hunger wrapped in silk. A storm dressed in soft hands and trembling breath.</em><br><em>And it changed everything I thought I knew about desire.</em></p>