My Forbidden Cousin Confession: Unleashing Desire After Dad’s Funeral
I unlock my Private Locker now. Heart pounding. This secret’s been locked tight since that autumn day. Dad’s funeral. Cold drizzle. Leaves falling like tears I couldn’t shed. I’m Léa, 31, alone in our old house. Everyone leaves after condolences. Except Bertrand, my distant cousin. Tall, strong. His arm catches me as I shatter. I…