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Now, as I’m sitting under this oak tree staring contently at the static forest green pond, my violent thoughts are crashing my linguistic shore. As a bewildered hypothesis, I have felt emotions/feelings can be described in form of colours, just how the frequencies of it affect our visuals, and make us feel empowered. In my affirmation, we have always used to colour cobalt/indigo to describe melancholy; a state of extreme sadness, further, we use bright yellow to signify jubilance and enjoyment, that colour is of the fresh summer air knocking you off your mattress to make some tremendous amount of friends.

Similarly, when we discuss of temptations, desires and the everlasting clandestine affairs, we adorn it with red.

Red. As a symbol of danger yet satisfaction, red of blood and bricks, of cherries and lipsticks. In a crowd full of people, your eyes met striking, a red thunder bombarding into notions of desire. This colour alone is enough to alarm your brain of trouble, and also to walk vehemently through trouble.

In this book, I eager to flood your minds with the inks of desire and some obscenely illicit short stories, which in turn would make you feel the colour red in your bones.

As this world is talking about sex and smuts, there should be a column innately delineating the arts of temptation, and how it leads to seduction, the ultimate pleasure of disguising the one in control. I admire seduction above all, rather it should be called the art of experiencing the peaks of pleasure.

I’m writing about all the moments you felt disturbed of this tingling attraction towards the people you shouldn’t, the desires that questions your morals. And about people that you haven’t met ever.

This is about sexcapades and the temptations that led to it…