Whispers in the Night

The soft glow of the moon cast an ethereal light upon the room, illuminating the figure of a woman with raven black hair. She stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside, her curves barely hidden by the thin silk robe she wore. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a figure that would make any man's heart race. Priya's thoughts were consumed by the man she had met just hours before. His name was Ravi, a tall and handsome Indian man with a smile that could melt ice. The