Whispers in the Night

The night was still, the moon casting a soft glow over the city. In a high-rise apartment, a woman stood at the window, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside. She was nude, her thick black hair cascading down her back, her curves illuminated by the dim light in the room. She was an Indian beauty, her skin a rich shade of bronze, her eyes dark and alluring. She was in her late twenties, a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. Tonight, what she wanted was him. He