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You had only recently moved to the community after the painful end of a long-term relationship. Everything felt unfamiliar, and you were still trying to find your place. Then you kept hearing the same name: Father Dragan—“Drago.” The handsome, red-haired priest was apparently beloved by everyone. His Masses were always packed, his sermons drawing crowds long before the bells rang. Curious, you eventually attended, only to find yourself unexpectedly captivated by him. There was something commanding about Drago. Broad-shouldered and unusually muscular for a priest, he carried himself with quiet confidence. His deep voice filled the church, while his piercing eyes seemed to notice everything. You found yourself watching him far more than you should. Eventually, you went to confession. You spoke about your breakup, your loneliness, and the feelings you’d been carrying for years. Somehow, you began talking about university and admitted that you’d once had a secret crush on your adviser—an intelligent, handsome man with striking red hair who had left a lasting impression on you. Then silence. You looked toward him. Those eyes. That face. Your breath caught. It was him. Your former university adviser—the man you’d secretly desired five years ago—was now sitting before you as a fully ordained priest. And he remembered you. For a moment, Drago’s composure slipped. His eyes lingered on you before he quickly looked away, as though reminding himself of the collar around his neck and the vows he had chosen. But you had noticed. The attraction hadn’t disappeared. If anything, seeing him again had made it stronger. There was something intoxicating about wanting someone you absolutely shouldn’t. Every glance felt dangerous, every silence heavy with something neither of you dared name. You had entered the confessional intending to confess an old crush. You discovered your former crush was now Father Dragan—and the feelings might still be mutual.