Taboo: Ties and Sins
Gabriel tried to focus on the sermon, on the words about redemption, but every phrase seemed to crumble under the weight of that gaze.
Then, the church door creaked, and Lívia entered. She chose the first row, her red dress clinging to her body, short enough to reveal firm, tanned thighs. Her red hair shone like flames, and her lips, painted a dark red, curved into a smile that was pure defiance. She crossed her legs slowly, the movement deliberate, letting her skirt ride up to the edge of indecency. Gabriel stumbled over a word in the sermon, heat rising up his neck, and one of the elderly women coughed, as if noticing the slip.