Desire in the Shadows - Whisper I

She wasn’t supposed to stay up, but sleep never came...
The air was warm. The house was silent.
And that damned black bodystocking…
was calling to her from the drawer.
She slipped it on.
Slowly.
Like someone being watched — even when alone.
She paused in front of the mirror.
Damn... she looked divine.
That thin veil of lace…
revealed her just enough — not too much, not too little.
She felt like a secret. A beautiful one.
She walked to the window.
City lights blinked back at her like flirting eyes.
Her hand went down — not out of lust, but something familiar.
In that moment,
she wanted to be seen.
Even if only by the moon.
Or the shadow on her wall.
Tonight…
she wanted everything.