Chapter 1

Emilia 

“Bless me,father,for I have sinned…”

I pause and let the images of my disgraceful acts stream through my consciousness. 

After a long sigh,I continue.”I…” I clear my throat.”I satisfied myself in a manner that does not please the Lord.”

“What?” came the voice from the next booth.It was deep and low that I glanced to his side to check if I can see him.

“I touched myself.”

“And how is that wrong?”

“I have been meaning to stop but-”his question registers in my mind. “wait,what?” 

“You said you touched yourself?”

“Yes.”

“You musterbated.”

“Well,you don't have to call it put so plainly.By the way I did not mustarbate.I only thought of some scenarios and how good it would-” I stop.

Confessions don't ever go like this.

“Continue.”

in my head I could picture him leaning back,his arms crossed and an amused smile on his face.

“That is all.”

“No.Tell me everything.” His voice now sounded as a whisper. “Every single detail you can put into word.”

I blink sheepishly.”I…”

“Who is this man that has become your object of fantasy.Where did you like him touching you the most.What-”

“Father!” I shriek.

“What? I am giving you an open space to talk about your fantasy-I mean,to confess your sins in a detailed manner.Now tell me.”

I wanted to tell him but no,discussing such intimate parts with the priest and then having to look at his face every Sunday,no.

“Come on.” His deep voice,urged.

I took in a deep breath and let it out through my lips.

“Well,his hands…” I shake my head.”No.”

“I am going to reflect on my sins and come back another day.”

I sprint up from where I was suited and storm out.

Someone grabbed my wrist and yanked me back.

“I don't know much about this confession thing but I believe it is wrong to walk out before you fully atone?”

My eyes went wide.”You are not the…” I let out a sound between a scoff and a laugh.

“So that is why you were urging me to talk. You little pervert!” The last part came out louder than I intended.

He frowns.”Pervert? You are the one sexualizing an innocent man whom I'm sure does not know you exist.”

“Oh please.” I wriggle my wrist from his grip.”Who are you to judge.You seemed to be more interested in my fantasy than I've ever been.”

He steps closer,leaving the slightest gap between us.

“I was giving you a chance.”

He places his palm on my cheeks and his thumb starts caressing me.

“A chance?”

“Yes.” He replies in a low tone.”To get to experience all your fantasies.Every single one of them.”

I open my mouth to reply and he takes that opportunity to slide his thumb in my mouth.

My lips remain parted a little.

“So,what do you say?”

I quickly push his hand away from me.

“This is a church.A holy ground.”

His arm wraps around my waist and he pulls me closer to his body.

“Is that the only thing stopping you?” He takes put his phone and dials.

“Yes,sir?" came the voice from the other side.

“I need you to buy the cathedral that's…no,no,the main one.”

I grab his phone and hung up.”Who do you think you are to act all high and mighty."

“It bothers you because it's a church.If I buy it for you then you can change it into anything you want.It could be a sex room…” he lowers himself and whispers to my ear.”One where all you dreams come true.”

I grab unto his shirt and shut my eyes tightly.

This is a temptation.One that I must overcome.

When I opened my eyes,his were burning through me. My whole skin heated up at his gaze.My heartbeat now clearly the loudest thing in the room at the moment.

“I'm going to kiss you.”

“You can't.”

“I don't make offers I cannot live up to.”

“You shouldn't.”

He cocks his head to the right,his eyes still on me,observing every movement I make,every twitch of my muscles.

“Do you want me to?"

Yes. I want him to.I want him to just pin my hands above my head,kiss me,go on his knees and-

“I can almost see the images flashing in your mind right now.” He teased.

I lick my lips.

It's just a kiss. 

“If you don't like it,you can stop it at any moment.”

Before I could reply his lips were on mine.Soft,warm,gentle and yet so demanding.

He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his frame.So close that there was no distance between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck to prevent myself from giving out and collapsing to the ground.

Everything was now becoming fuzzy.This was too much for just a kiss.It is never supposed to be this good,this overwhelming,this…

I pull back to catch my breath but he does not stop.

He grabs my ass cheeks.I squeal not knowing if it was from the surprise or how good it actually felt.

“You…I…”

“Your name?”He asked as he kissed me down my neck.

“Emillia.”I reply without a thought.”Emillia Winslow.”

“Now tell me,Emillia,what do you want me to do?”

“Kiss me.”I grab his shirt and lock eyes with him.”Just one more time.”

His thumb traced my lower lip before his connected with mine again.

But then it hit me,we were at the church!

The door to the confession booth.

I was committing a sin I had come to confession for. Not the actual stuff but still...

I break the kiss and pull back.

“Emillia?”

“This is a church!” I scream at him.

“Yes.” He admitted as a matter of fact.

I sigh and turn on my heels.

This action requires three days of fasting and prayers.

Nothing more,nothing less.