I step into my room, my emotions a tumultuous storm, swirling and churning within me. The intensity of my attraction to Rafael is both exhilarating and terrifying, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. His mere presence sets every nerve ending in my body ablaze, and his rough handling, which should have alarmed me, only left me craving more.
I lean against the door, my legs still weak from our encounter. My mind races, trying to make sense of my reactions. Is this uncontrollable desire a product of my past trauma? The thought is unsettling, yet it seems to be the only explanation that fits. I’ve never allowed myself to be close to any man, not after the betrayal of the one person who should have loved me unconditionally. My only intimate experiences were non-consensual, leaving de
