“Crimson Desires”
In the dimly lit room, a sultry figure draped in red lingerie stood before the full-length mirror. The woman, Marianne, a 35-year-old entrepreneur, admired her reflection. Her raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, her crimson lips curled into a devious smile. She had invited her long-time crush, Henry, a 40-year-old successful lawyer, for a drink. …