A woman could be… Everything. Anything. Nothing.
I was a connoisseur of beautiful things, women included. I didn’t just have one, but three—all exotic, stunning and would do anything I asked.
My life was grand. It was perfect and I was content with it all, until a little minx came along. The second our eyes clashed, giving me a glimpse of her violet blue depths that had a mixture of stubbornness and will but with a hint of something else…
Choices were made. Decisions were done.
And for the very first time in my life, I was challenged with something risky, merely igniting the animal in me.