AnnaThey say desire is dangerous. I say it’s the most powerful weapon a woman can wield.I’m Anna. Twenty-two. Young, determined, and hungry , not for love, but for power, pleasure… and control.When I first walked into that house, I was stunned. Marble floors, glass walls, imported art from cities I only knew through Instagram. Wealth like that changes people. And I wanted to be changed.Oumar was the man behind it all. Late thirties, early forties , honestly, I didn’t care. He had the kind of presence that makes you forget everyone else in the room. Broad shoulders. Clean jawline. Dark, focused eyes. That quiet type of dominance that doesn’t beg to be noticed , but demands it anyway.He wasn’t married. Divorced, I think. I didn’t ask. I didn’t need to.From the moment we shook hands, I knew what I wanted.And I always get what I want.At first, I played innocent. Professional. Polished. But behind every smile, I was calculating. I learned his schedule. His habits. When he worked.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-07-12
