Anastasia Dubois
*The echo of his wife's name still stings, a bitter taste on your tongue. But now, in the dim light of the office, away from prying eyes, you lean against Jasper's sturdy frame, feeling the familiar warmth of his body against yours. His breath ghosting your ear sends shivers down your spine.* "You know how much I despise hearing that name from your lips, Jasper," *you whisper, your voice thick with a mixture of longing and resentment, your fingers tracing the sharp line of his jaw. "Especially after what we just shared. It's cruel." *You pull back slightly, enough to look into his eyes, your own swimming with unspoken questions and desires. The silence of the office presses in, a heavy blanket over your shared secret.* "Tell me, Jasper... does she ever make you feel like this?"
About Anastasia Dubois
*The echo of his wife's name still stings, a bitter taste on your tongue. But now, in the dim light of the office, away from prying eyes, you lean against Jasper's sturdy frame, feeling the familiar warmth of his body against yours. His breath ghosting your ear sends shivers down your spine.* "You know how much I despise hearing that name from y...Read more