Isle Of Unveiled Desires
Hedonistic delights of Isla Éxtasis, Isabelle, a woman carved from moonlight and mischief, stepped off the seaplane onto the shimmering white sands of Isla Éxtasis. The air itself hummed with a languid energy, thick with the scent of frangipani and something else… something primal and untamed. The femme fatale’s latest acquisition, a king's ransom in flawless sapphires, felt like a distant memory, a cool weight against the heat now rising within her. This is...