old girls filed up at a corner, while the new girls line up at a corner. As expected, the new girls were all nervous and some of them were wiping from what they

them. It seemed he was searching for someone because he looked long at only brunettes, or maybe he was into brunette women. When he was done with the old girls and didn't pick any of them, Cassandra could see the disappointment in their eyes. Her heart started to pound a

ra's, she quickly removed her gaze and bent her head. Eros smirked his signature devilish smirk and walked straight to her. All her hairs stood on an edge as he came close to her. She could perceive

hem while hers were filled with surprise. He raised his hand, reached for her hair, and

for tonight," Eros said, his thumbs now stroking

arted to come towards her. He was the same man that had thro

r the night," Eros called as the

asn't comfortable with Dimitra. She wondered if it had anything to do with what she saw tonight. Her eyes tore away from the girl as she was led through a door that led to a di

care, he won't care about her. That was not how she had dreamt of losing her virginity. She looked at the face of the man that was leading her to the dark room or whatever room Eros

cape. He might have built the house for that purpose, to make it difficult for his captive to escape. The man called Bully took out a keycard from his pocket and slid it through the door lock, there was

unning to the door. "Is th

ere was a brighter light that could make everything look bright and vibrant. She looked around and saw the walls were covered with golden wallpapers, but there were no light switches. The room was bare of furniture, except for that bed, a nightstand, and a king-size

it had not been her tormentor's den. She had never slept on any soft beds before, at least not this soft. She and her parents slept on mattresses back at home and in the dungeon, it was more like the

e had dozed off, and she didn't know for how long. She tried to get up from th

comfortable, Bella." The smooth

move his shirt. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the dark tattoos running all over his back. It was difficult to make them out in the dark. His muscles flexed with every move he made. She was left staring at him, lost. She swore he knew the effect he was having on her and she almost felt he was smirking, even with his back to her. He had that effect

s running over her again. "You are not out of your clothes yet?" She didn't reply. "Okay, maybe

ging herself because she felt his eyes

He stood up and to her surprise, he pushed a wal

pass through this pain on her first night? There was no way she was going to let this devil touch her and talk much of torturing her

low jazz music started to play. He went into the room again and took out a cat o' nine tails an

pleasured by

get to know me first?" she asked try

re. You are my slave and all I

Hoping that somehow, he would reconsider her, but what she didn't