Confessed

A priest is expected to protect his flock, observe a strict vow of celibacy, and honor his vow to God.

I've always been good at obeying the rules.

And then she came.

With her, I'm eager to desecrate every sacrament. One filthy taste of pleasure and pain—one stolen touch of heavenly blasphemy—a lifetime of sacred torment.

Forbidden love is more dangerous and more intoxicating than any other kind, and the sweeter the sin, the greater the catastrophe.

By the edicts of my church, I am no longer in a state of grace.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.

I am a priest and she is my obsession.

This is my unholy confession.