This week's story takes us back to a more elegant time—1926, to be precise. Grand Central Terminal, New York City. A chance encounter between two strangers. But this isn't just about a meeting. It's about that electric moment when you lock eyes with someone and know, instantly, that everything is about to change. It's about the courage it takes to seize what you want, consequences be damned. It's about the kind of chemistry that makes you forget your own name.

Pour yourself something smooth, dim the lights, settle in somewhere comfortable, and enjoy this week's episode, "The Station Where We Unraveled". What we're about to share... well, let's just say you'll want to be somewhere private.

They agreed to a resolution… but not to each other. Until midnight, when rules fade, sparks fly, and desire takes over. Some promises are meant to be broken—especially when hearts are involved.

Darlings, I couldn’t make you wait—this New Year’s Eve romance is dropping early, just for you. New Year's Eve. A velvet curtain. Two strangers who make a rule that will consume them.

Maya steps into an art installation looking for something different, and then Theo holds the curtain open with a smile that makes her stomach flip. Suddenly she's trapped in four feet of space with a man who sees right through her walls. They make a rule: they can touch, they can tease, they can whisper every filthy thought into the heated darkness between them—but they cannot kiss. What starts as a game becomes an obsession that follows them for four torturous days of explicit texts, desperate touches, and a hunger that grows more unbearable with every moment they deny themselves. When restraint finally shatters, will their first kiss live up to the promise? Sometimes the waiting is half the pleasure.