Whispers in the Night

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a dimly lit apartment, a woman stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside. She was nude, her thick black hair cascading down her back in waves. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a curvaceous figure and a warm, inviting smile. Priya had been admiring the view when she heard a soft knock at the door. She turned, her heart quickening as she wondered who could be visiting at this hour. She wrapped a