I’m no man to be trusted.
Yet, she wants to join my silent and twisted solitude.
She seeks solace in tranquility and darkness – I need it for my sanity’s sake.
We both crave the pleasure it yields for our broken souls.
No sound.
No sight.
Just skin against skin.
Testing, claiming – evoking inaudible gasps.
The Velvet Rooms provide our sanctuary. A place of safety, bliss and unbridled play, untainted by the ruckus of reality.
But the madness always finds you.
And this time it may be too late to stop the beast from destroying everything I worked for.
Originally from Europe, Linnea currently tries to befriend the lively squirrels in Rhode Island.