One photograph. That's all it took for Lydia to pull Kelly into her world. She thought it was an adventure-a secret thrill in the park, a stolen kiss, a promise to understand why her boyfriend had gone. Lydia, with her artist's eye and a hunger that felt like faith, promised answers inside a silent, observant mansion. But its rooms are staged, its silence a witness. In the master suite, under the gaze of a broken mirror, Lydia's worship turns Kelly's questions into gasps, blurring the line between devotion and desecration. In the darkroom, photos develop on their own-pictures of Kelly and Lydia, taken by unseen eyes, their private moments already curated for a gallery. This story explores the seductive terror of finally being seen. It's about how a lover's taste can become a poison, a truth, and a key. It's about learning your boyfriend wasn't corrupted, but revealed. And it's about realizing the most intimate confession of all isn't spoken, but captured. The only thing more terrifying than being watched is learning you want to be.
Autorentext
Victoria Lewis (pen name) is an erotic fiction author who takes inspiration for her writing from her own sexual experience as well as her prolific imagination. She holds a degree in literature and history of art. Victoria is a married woman -and a mother-, who firmly believes in the practice of extramarital affairs as a way to strengthen her marriage. "I put in writing my experience as well as what my fantasies and imagination whispers me."