Joshua Hughes' lips were tightly pressed into a cold line, almost forming a straight line. He wasn't sure if he had been entranced by her wild and vibrant charm back then, in such a tense life, where danger lurked around every corner. Her physical entanglement provided him the best relaxation, making him almost think he had feelings for her.
It wasn't until many years later that he understood what having feelings meant. He recalled the ludicrous past of his youth, like a laughable game of love, and the seemingly captivating woman was nothing more than an ephemeral illusion of his younger days. Now he wanted to capture the heart of the young woman, to hold her exquisite and beautiful heart in his hands, loving it carefully......
"I don't want to, you are my Joshua, the man I truly love. No other woman can take you away." Donna was visibly emotional, completely disregarding her torn clothes and the large patches of exposed skin.
