“Please… have mercy on me, Father,” I whispered.I barely recognized my own voice—it sounded foreign, broken, desperate.But nothing felt more real than what this priest was doing to my body.It was sinful. It was wrong.And yet… I loved every second of it.“Yes… that’s it, oh my Lord… you’re the best, Father,” I moaned, as he took my breast into his mouth, sucking like his life depended on it.My voice was loud—louder than I’d ever allowed myself to be.The guilt disappeared. The fear vanished.All that was left was raw, holy ecstasy…And a body that refused to stop trembling...---Sierra Mane—twenty-two, broken, abandoned by her parents—lives under the roof of a cruel aunt, drowning in emotional abuse and silence.Until one day, a random livestreaming course opens a new world to her.A world of confidence. Of freedom.And of love.But what happens when the man who worships her online turns out to be her parish priest in real life?Step into the shadows of the sanctuary and uncover the secrets buried behind chapel doors…Where holiness and hunger collide.

"Then you are fired!!" My boss's voice was calm, but his words cut deep, like a knife slicing through my fragile confidence. A gasp escaped my lips as my brain finally registered the reality of the situation. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. No! Please, sir, I am sorry; I did not mean for any of that to happen, my brain internally responded, trying to rationalize the situation. All my pride long forgotten, I dropped to my knees, my hands clasped together in a desperate plea. The cold, hard floor beneath me seemed to mock me, a harsh reminder of my desperation.I couldn't lose this job; it was my lifeline. Without it, I'd be left with nothing – no income, no stability, no future. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. The fluorescent lights above us hummed, casting an unforgiving glare on the scene. My boss's expression remained impassive, but I could sense a hint of satisfaction behind his eyes. He was enjoying this, reveling in my misery.Then you will agree to my condition, he said, his voice dripping with authority. I nodded frantically, desperation taking over my thinking. My mind was racing, but my body seemed frozen in place, unable to move or escape the situation. He slid a contract across the desk, the paper crisp and white. Read carefully and sign it, he instructed, his voice devoid of emotion.As I scanned the document, my eyes widened in shock. You will be my wife for six months straight, does it mean you will not fire me?? I hiccuped as I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Yes! I immediately grabbed the paper and signed it, my hand trembling as I scribbled my signature.You are my wife from this moment... I blinked as my brain suddenly registered what I had done. A wave of panic washed over me, and I felt like I was drowning. How will I handle being with my boss as his wife? I asked no one in particular, my mind reeling with the implications of my actions.