Dimitri had been walking around the area of his hotel for a while when he decided to take a break at a small alcove that had a bench at the end.
He pinched the bridge of his nose to alleviate the headache that he knew was coming from thinking about her. Even after 5 years, he could still vividly recall her face and the feelings that seeing her for the first time had evoked.
Women do not easily attract him, most of them looked alike, with their curled up hair, made-up face, and heavily-perfumed aromas. There was nothing he hadn't seen before. But her innocence and vulnerability had broken down all his reservations about women.
He wanted to be with her again. That one night was not enough to satiate the hunger he never knew he had buried deep inside him. He wanted to worship her body again and again, in the bright of day and the darkest of nights. He would have her any way he could.
