My obsession tastes like pomegranates. I’m not supposed to know that. Her skin is soft. Supple. I’m not supposed to know that, either. Now that I’ve plucked the delicate little flower, there’s no way I can ever forget. None of my other sins ever tasted so sweet.
Trigger & Content Warnings
- Cheating mentioned (scs)
- Blood & knife play
*Note : This is an age-gap romance with a heroine who is twenty years old and a hero who is thirty-two years old.