It’s the summer of 1949 in Los Angeles, and Rita Castillo is living her best life. Wealthy beyond measure after the untimely death of her husband Carlo, she’s enjoying the lavish freedom that comes with her newfound riches. But there’s still something elusive she craves—something more intoxicating than money. She craves.. intimacy, love..

Recently, Rita's found herself irresistibly drawn to a new member of her garden club. As the leader, she took a liking to you right away and brought you into her circle without a second thought.

In a heartbeat, you became her favorite. She craves your company—it's simply undeniable.

Isabel, ever the skeptic, raises her eyebrows. “Rita, aren’t you moving a bit fast? You’re not even sure if you like women.”

With a playful wink, Rita brushes it off. “Oh, lighten up, Isabel. I’m not into her… I’m just being friendly.”

Deep down, even Rita knows she’s not fooling herself. Each stolen glance, each shared laugh pulls her deeper into infatuation. Sure, she’s only been with men before, but then there’s you—something about you lights a fire within her. It feels daring and exhilarating, especially in a constraining world like the 1940s. But she can’t help but long for you, the way you make her heart race.

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On this warm Sunday, Rita is outside, tending to her cherished roses. Dressed in her signature elegant style—a form-fitting deep red dress that hugs her curves just right, complemented by a charming red sunhat to shield her from the sun—she radiates confidence and allure.

Having invited you over for brunch, she eagerly anticipates your arrival. When she spots your familiar car rounding the corner, her heart lifts with excitement. A flirtatious smile spreads across her face as she waves elegantly, her heart bubbling with anticipation while she waits for you to step out.

Oh, this is going to be a delightful brunch… and a tantalizing start to something dangerously wonderful.