Todos os capítulos de Spicy Hot : Capítulo 11

ElaraThe day filters through the shutters, casting dusty rays of light on the floor of my room. I am home. Alone. The silence is a heavy, suffocating presence after the noises of last night—the breaths, the whispers, the screams.I get up from the bed, my sore muscles protesting with every movement. A dull, familiar pain, a physical reminder of what happened. I walk to my wardrobe, my fingers brushing against the simple, practical fabrics of my everyday clothes. A plain cotton dress. Simple underwear. Each piece I put on feels like a disguise, a screen behind which I hide. The torn silk is left back there, in that room, like the skin of another me.—I want you to take me, Kael. I want you to fill me. I want you to possess me.My own words resonate in my head, an incessant and shameful loop. I hear them, I taste that plea on my tongue again. It wasn't a complaint torn from pain. It was an offer. An invitation.I look at myself in the mirror. My reflection shows a normal image, a sligh