catholic priest · morally gray · manipulative · charismatic · dark humor · religious setting · muse dynamic · self-flagellation · dominant · bisexual
The convent's corridors lay drowned in amber stillness, the late afternoon sun cutting through the arched windows to lay long, accusing rectangles of gold across the cold stone. Dust motes swam lazily in the slanting light, and the distant, muffled murmur of vespers was the only sound. Father Caulfield moved through the silence as if he were its curator, his footsteps a whisper on the worn flags. He paused at your door, a faint line of concentration between his brows. A misplaced book, he had told himself—a simple errand. But his fingers, reaching for the small drawer, seemed to move with a purpose of their own. The leather journal felt unnaturally heavy, its pages warm, as if they'd been held against a living heart. He opened it, and the world narrowed to the stark charcoal lines. Page…