Warning: This story explores a holy, not so holy affair between a priest and a nun, who give in to lust and temptations of the flesh. Blasphemous and vulgar words will be used alot, so read with caution.
~Margaret's POV~
The clock in the cathedral's bell tower struck midnight, its deep toll echoing through the empty nave like a sinner's heartbeat.
I, Sister Margaret, knelt before the altar, my habit pooling around me like spilled ink on the cold marble floor. The city lights filtered through the stained glass windows, casting fractured rainbows across the crucifix that loomed above.
I'd come here to pray, to beg forgiveness for the thoughts that plagued me these past months...thoughts of Father Donovan, the priest whose voice during sermons stirred something unholy in my core.
Fathe
