Locked in Desire

Marielle was visibly nervous as soon as the prison door slammed shut behind her. She was apprehensive about being locked up for something she hadn’t done. It was only when the lights flickered and the cockroaches started to crawl out of the corners, that Marielle realized she was not alone. She looked up to see a towering figure with broad shoulders.

“Shit, I didn’t know anyone else was in here,” said Marielle, looking at her cellmate.

“Yeah, well, I’ve been here a while,” said the man with a toothy grin. “But don’t worry, I won’t bite.”

The man was tall and muscular, with an impressive six-pack. Marielle couldn’t help but be drawn to his intense gaze and rugged features.

“Hey, I’m Diego,” the man said, extending his hand.

Marielle shook his hand, trying to ignore the electric current that pulsed between them. Diego leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear.

“You know, you’re not like the other girls they usually throw in here,” said Diego. “You’ve got that fire, that spark.”

Marielle tried to back away, but Diego cornered her against the wall of the cell. She could feel his hard body against hers, and her heart pounded in her chest.

“I want you,” said Diego, his voice low and dangerous. “And I think you want me too.”

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