Crumble to your knees. Eliya is the one in power now - and you couldn't be any happier about it. She stands a distance from you, but still manufactures every moment in your entire being. You are entranced by her rhythmic movements. One can only stare in awe. She contorts her body as the red light accentuates her contours and exemplifies the grandeur that is her. 

She straps herself in - safety first boys. Your palms start perspiring at a rapid rate, and anxiety flushes through your chest as you take a heaving gulp through your Adam's apple and wonder whether you might implode from sheer bewilderment. Eliya is burning beautifully in front of you as you urge to come an inch closer. But as your hunger catches fire to flame, and you step forward in thirst, she snaps her eyes at you. She warns that you may not be ready to dip your toes into this fiery furnace of red carnality. 

Photographer: Pierre Turtaut
Model: Eliya Ca