Sweet Obsession

"My dear, we cannot help you. I'm sorry, but you had best

be on your way now," the ebony haired woman before me said cooly,

clutching the thick, wooden front door with both hands. She was

beautiful, there was no denying it. She had deep, chocolate colored

eyes, porcelain skin that reminded me of ivory or snow, and an intimidating

air of power hung around her. She was tall and thin, dressed

in an extravagant dark green, silk gown that Bowed down her body

to kiss the door. Hut despite her eminent beauty, I could tell that this

woman was not one to be messed with.