Stuck

It begins with an invitation that feels unreal, and becomes real too quickly to question.

She meets him by chance at an art opening. He is older, composed, unmistakably foreign. When he invites her to visit him in Switzerland, the offer arrives without romance or persuasion — calm, efficient, already decided. Flights are booked. A hotel is arranged. A driver is assigned. Everything is handled.

In Geneva, she is taken care of with a precision that leaves little space for refusal. Art collections, private cars, expensive meals, careful attention. What’s missing is intimacy. He keeps his distance, replacing himself with intermediaries, rules, and gestures of control that feel generous on the surface and strangely limiting underneath.

As days pass, she begins to understand the arrangement she has stepped into. She is not a lover, not exactly a guest, but something curated — admired, protected, and quietly contained. Desire is acknowledged, redirected, postponed. Questions are answered just enough to keep her in place.

Stuck is an erotic story about luxury as a form of power, about being held in a life that is not your own, and about the moment a woman realises that comfort can function as a cage. It explores the tension between gratitude and autonomy, between being chosen and being managed, and the quiet rebellion that starts when desire refuses to stay controlled.

Explicit, psychologically charged, and rooted in imbalance rather than fantasy, this story is written for readers drawn to erotic fiction where money, power, and attention replace romance — and where escape is not guaranteed.

This book contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adult readers (18+).