The Temptress

"Does he treat you nicely?" I asked, speaking softly. She nodded and whispered, "Yes." But in her wide, expressive eyes, I could see a hint of doubt. So, I got even closer, close enough to hear her heartbeat racing.

"Let me ask it a different way. Does he make you happy, Bluebell?"

She didn't say anything, which gave me the answer I expected.

"You deserve someone better," I murmured. Her hair felt soft against my nose, and her scent was so inviting. I wanted her more than ever. But most of all, I wanted to show her how a beautiful goddess like her should be treated.