Whispers in the Night

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a quiet corner of the rooftop, a woman with thick black hair stood, looking out at the view. She was nude, her curves bathed in the silvery light. A faint breeze played with her hair, making it dance around her shoulders. She was an Indian woman, exotic and alluring. Her name was Priya, and she was a vision of beauty. Priya heard a soft footstep behind her and knew it was her lover, Aarav. He was an Indian man, tall and muscula