Evangeline’s life is dark and lonely. She’ll do anything to change that. Anything.
Even play a game with a stranger she’s never met. What starts out as “therapy” soon turns into a passionate anonymous love affair. Her blindfold is like a security blanket and his touch lights a fire inside her.
She has no idea who he is, what he looks like, or why he agreed to play this game with her. But she doesn’t care.
She doesn’t care that he makes her wear a blindfold before he’ll come into her room.
She don’t care that he watches her sleep, and dress, and wants to know all her deepest, darkest, saddest secrets.
She’s sad and lost. And even though it’s his job to watch her from the other side of the surveillance cameras, that’s not why he enters her room at night.
That’s not why he touches her when she begs.
That’s not why he’s really here.
He’s playing his own game with her.
Everyone is playing a game and Total Exposure is just the start.
