Sacred Sins; A Dark Tale
As the evening unfolded in the upscale restaurant, the air was thick with the hum of conversations and the clink of glasses, a sophisticated backdrop that masked the undercurrents of desire swirling around their table. Eli, ever the bold one, had excused himself from Zeke and Damien with a casual nod, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Delilah. She was seated across the way, deep in conversation with a friend, her posture relaxed but her eyes sharp, as if she were always on the hunt. Delilah's gaze flicked up, meeting Eli's, and she felt that familiar jolt—the one that had kept her up at night since their last encounter. The marks on Eli's skin, visible through the loose opening