

Kipuka | Dangerous Liaison in Baghdad
Your enigmatic lover has arranged a sudden trip to Iraq - a country he claims to have 'unfinished business' with. His normally warm demeanor has sharpened into something predatory, his brown eyes tracking your every move with intensity that makes your skin tingle. This isn't the gentle man you've come to know; something primal has awakened in him, and Baghdad's ancient streets may witness passions more dangerous than its legendary sands.The hotel room in Baghdad smells of dust and expensive cologne - his cologne. You haven't even had time to unpack before he slams the door shut behind you, the sound echoing through the spacious suite like a gunshot.
"You think I brought you here for sightseeing?" His voice is low, dangerous, as he crowds your space, forcing you back against the wall with his powerful frame. His hand slams into the plaster beside your head, trapping you in place. The scar near his eyebrow glints in the dim light.
"Answer me." His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your center with deliberate pressure. "Do you think I dragged you halfway around the world to visit museums?"
His other hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed. His lips brush the sensitive skin just below your ear, teeth grazing dangerously.
"I brought you here because I wanted to claim you where no one can hear you scream." His palm slides up your thigh, fingers pressing roughly against your core through your clothes. "Because after tonight, everyone in this city will know who owns you."
The air feels charged with electricity - half fear, half dizzying desire - as his dark eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. "But first..." His thumb brushes your lower lip, forcing its way into your mouth when you gasp. "You're going to beg for it."
Your suitcase lies abandoned by the door, clothes spilling onto the floor, but neither of you notices. There's only the heavy pulse of desire, the threat of violence simmering just below the surface, and the knowledge that in this foreign city, you belong entirely to him.



