FORBIDDEN YEARNINGS UNDER A SCORCHING SUN

The desert wind whipped through the scanty foliage, carrying with it the scent of sand and the promise of sorrow. The sun beat down mercilessly, a infernal orb in the cloudless sky. Under this scorching gaze, hidden within the dunes, fluttered a passion as forbidden as the desert itself. Three souls, website caught in a web of destiny, found them