Stormy Forbidden Fuck: My Secret Tryst in the Tavern des Trois Corbeaux
The storm rages outside the Tavern des Trois Corbeaux. Hail smacks the windows. Inside, it’s empty except for drunk Fauchard snoring upfront and Adèle behind the bar. I’m tucked in the corner with Fantine, my rescued beauty from Mallard’s hell. She’s perched close, cheeks flushed from Vouvray wine. We chat about my day—those Incroyables, her […]