My First Solo Release: Breaking Free After Betrayal
In my kitchen, that evening after the meeting. Hunger gnaws, but ideas burn hotter. Pen in hand, I sketch Anthony, my houseboy hero. Veins pulse in my temples. Heart thuds like a drum. Mylène’s crew lingers in my mind—their stares on my ass. Power surges through me. But now, alone. Soup simmers later. Dinner drags….