130: Illusion of Desires.

Deangelo.

I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding as fragments of the dream lingered in my mind. It was her again, that woman who always seemed to occupy my thoughts. We were strolling along the beach, her touch sending shivers down my spine. But just as quickly as the dream began, it transformed into a harsh reality—I was in Elena's room, reliving the kiss we had shared.

In that moment, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming desire that coursed through me. The guilt and shame that usually accompanied thoughts of Elena seemed to fade away, replaced by an insatiable longing. I wanted more—more of her touch, more of her presence. The line between my dreams and reality blurred, and I found myself succumbing to the irresistible temptation.

I reached out, capturing her lips with mine, and the kiss deepened, surpassing the point where Elena had stopped our connection. I was consumed by the sensations, the warmth and eagerness of the person beside me. But as our passion intensified, I r