As a housewife, I’m accustomed to the routine of this life. Exercise in the morning, cleaning all day, and planned meals all week. Other than the occasional Saturday out, my life is pretty boring.
Until the night a proclivity from my childhood resurfaces with a vengeance, bringing with it a dark and dangerous hunger.
A hunger for one man.
A man who is not my husband.
I’ve been determined my whole life to live up to the legacy of my birthright. Falling in love has never been an option. I am one step away from achieving my lifelong goal, and my focus has never been clearer.
Until I saw her.
Until I met her.
Until I tasted her.
Everything else falls by the wayside.
She is everything I never knew I wanted.
And now, I will do anything to have her.
If only she weren’t married . . .