All Chapters of Her Unholy Desires : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Josephine's hand moved over the canvas and her gaze was focused on the naked person in front of her. It's like Josephine's mind is directing her hand without her acknowledgment. The naked woman is still, like a statue as she laid on the red couch, her body perfectly curved. Her golden wavy hair flowed down her flawless honey toned skin that reached her breast as it covered her brown nipples. Her blue eyes held happiness and peace. She had no makeup on Mrs. Martin was comfortable in her own skin she despised makeup. Her thin pink lips were covered in lip gloss as they were slightly apart.Josephine's hands moved instinctively to the right spot adding more detail on the painting. Her eyes never left her body.When Josephine paints she feels closest to the creator it gives her a peace she cannot find any-other way.she dipped the paintbrush in the paint and slightly moved the brush on the canvas.Josephine never imagined herself opening up her own studio. When she was young she dreamed o

When Josephine was done painting Mrs. Martin, she took a break by exploring the city.While Josephine walked through the city park , the sea of trees was seen swaying gently in the whispering wind. Reflections of the stars are shown in the peaceful pond as the rustle of the autumn leaves were softly blown down the road by the windJosephine found peace when she's at the park. One of her favorite things to do besides art is taking peaceful walks through parks. It helped her think clearly. Josephine loved parks from a very young age. Every Time her parents fought she would sneak out of the house and take a walk to the park that was a few blocks away from her house. She took a sip of her coffee and fished for her phone in her coat to check the time. It read 09:42 am. She sighed when she realized she had 20 minutes before Elijah and Elizabeth dropped by the studio. For the first time Josephine felt nervous to meet the couple again, especially Elijah. There is something about him,

2 weeks laterHe sat there with a glass of whiskey in his hand as he stared into nothing. Wondering in his own thoughts unbothered by his surroundings.JosephineElizabeth Josephine Elizabeth His mind kept going back and forth but what confused him the most was why is thinking about a woman he just met two weeks ago and the fact the idea of comparing his own fiancé and stranger is, disgusting. Elijah has never thought of any other woman whenever he was in a relationship his eyes were only focused on that one person he chose to date but this time it's different he just met this person and suddenly he can't get her out of his mind. He felt someone's hand snake around his neck, he didn't budge. "Are you good babe?" Elizabeth questions. He sighed and nodded. Elizabeth nodded and began to kiss him slowly. leaving trails of neck kisses until she reached the corner of his lips. He gulped down his drink, then set the glass aside. Elijah pulled Elizabeth onto his lap and she giggled. He

She wishes she spoke the way she painted. Ceaselessly.Obsessively.She would paint to the point of suffocation. She would paint herself into nervous breakdowns.Canvases scattered all over like an art gallery filled with abandoned paintings, each of them having a significant meaning to it, dark or beautiful. Josephine sat in silence as she inhaled the gray stench. Intoxicating her lungs as it set her mind at ease. There was something euphoric in her eyes as she took each drag, if she perversely lured on that morbid end to punish those who had caused her pain and endless suffering. The mother who herself had abused her, had suffered so much pushing and fighting throughout her abusive days and the father whose brain was ill and poisoned addled by corporal punishment and lack of affection towards his daughter...Every single demon she fights on a daily basis has been put to sleep, her mind calm as deep rivers in the night. She was at peace. The illegal substance (weed) that she t

Josephine studied Zariah's features as she slept peacefully beside her. The morning sun kissing her golden face. Her long lashes resting on her flesh, her lips parted as she took slow calm breaths. Josephine did not get enough sleep yesterday. After they had sex they watched a little bit of tv and fell asleep on the soft mat, with a blanket they got from the couch. Her mind has been playing games with her. Thinking about him and all the things she wants him to do with her body. She craved him so much that even a little kiss would put her mind at ease. It was scary for her because never in her life has she been so attracted to someone then Elijah. Was it because he was taken, or was it because he seemed so mysterious which made her curious about him? What was it that made her feel this way towards this man and why him? Josephine reached out her hand and touched Zariah's soft skin. A small moan escaped her lips which made Josephine pull back her hand.Zariah fluttered her eyes op