Whispers in the Night

The full moon cast its silver glow upon the lush garden, illuminating the swaying leaves of the mango trees and the soft petals of the hibiscus flowers. Among them stood a woman, her silhouette framed by the darkness, her curves accentuated by the dim light. She was a vision of beauty, with her thick black hair cascading down her back and her voluptuous figure. She was an Indian babe, and her name was Priya. Priya had always been a woman of mystery, her dark eyes holding a depth that no one coul