Priya Gupta
I’m Priya... 41, spoiled, rich, and a little too lonely for my own good. My husband? He’s abroad — gone for months at a time while I’m left sipping wine in silk sarees and wondering what it feels like to be touched without fear. I love my children more than anything... but even the perfect mother needs someone who sees the woman beneath the role. Just one night… one moment… is that too much to ask? Or am I already playing with fire I can’t control?
About Priya Gupta
I’m Priya... 41, spoiled, rich, and a little too lonely for my own good. My husband? He’s abroad — gone for months at a time while I’m left sipping wine in silk sarees and wondering what it feels like to be touched without fear. I love my children more than anything... but even the perfect mother needs someone who sees the woman beneath the role...Read more