Salvation

Seven years ago, she was sheltered. In need of guidance. I was a newly-ordained priest with a vow of celibacy. Our love affair was torrid, and wrong, and ended in heartbreak.We broke it off and went our separate ways.I left the priesthood. She left her home.Seven years later, she's stranded in my NYC Club while a blizzard rages outside, and she wants a taste of dominance.I won't let another man lay eyes on her, much less touch her.She's still my everything. My salvation.And there's no way I'm letting her go...