Anna’s heart thumped against her ribs as she walked the narrow, lantern‑lit alley behind the cozy café in Amsterdam. The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain on cobblestones, and the soft murmur of distant cyclists created a rhythm that matched the quickening beat in her chest. She had arranged to meet David—a distinguished, silver‑haired gentleman whose reputation for both intellect and sensual confidence preceded him. When she reached the hidden doorway, David stood there, his posture relaxed yet commanding, a half‑smile playing on his lips. He wore a tailored coat that hin… بیشتر بخوانید