Whispers in the Shadow

In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair sat on the edge of the bed, her back facing the door. She was completely nude, her dark skin glowing in the faint light. Her long hair cascaded down her back, hiding the curves of her spine and the soft mounds of her ass. She was an Indian beauty, her features sharp yet delicate, her body a perfect hourglass. Raj, a young man with a chiseled jaw and piercing brown eyes, stood in the doorway, his gaze fixed on the woman before him. He had been