The illusion of innocence

In a dimly lit bedroom, a beautiful, blonde woman stood shyly, her wedding dress slightly covering her curvaceous figure. Across from her, a tall, African brute towered menacingly, his massive frame casting dark shadows on the walls. The room was filled with warm lighting that highlighted every detail of his rugged face and her delicate features. She bit her lip nervously, her eyes darting towards him as he approached, his intense gaze leaving no doubt about his intentions. With a conflicted heart, she allowed herself to be drawn into his arms, unaware of the consequences this moment would bring.