g to maintain a calm appearance. Stacy looked at me int

ing to a chair near her. "Tonight, we celebrate

is dinner, and you could feel it in the air. The silences were loaded with inn

fill the glasses. "To freedom," Mia said, raising her glass. The other two followed

be. Then, without wasting any time, Stacy, true to form, leaned slightly toward me, her cleavage more e

my reaction. I tried to stay calm, but the heat was already rising inside me. It wasn't just his words that dist

ld I answer such a question without making a fool of myse

deep, confident voice echoing through t

n my shoulders. "Yes...maybe." That was all I could offe

ldn't help but interfere in the conversatio

sighed, resi

fied that she had managed to push me to my

red at Stacy with a mixture of reproach and

sister's warning. "Relax, Mia. He's just

efore looking me straight in the eye. "Lucas, tonight you are going to learn something important. We h

wave of nervousness was

full of promise. "The first r

I didn't know if it was the wine that made the room warmer or if it was just the tens

softly, placing a soothing hand on my arm. "But Mia is

Me. And yet, instead of revolting, a strange form of excitement grew within me,

around the table and approached me. She leaned down slightly, her face inches from mine,

ar it. Stacy was only inches away from me, and my whole body reacted instinctively to

tone suddenly more serious. "But if you want to stay her

ations, and now this dinner seemed like the ultimate test. What did they expect from me? Was it r

ing. "It's not about dominance or submission, Lucas. It's a quest

ld say anything, Sacha stood up and stood next to Stacy, his sof

nning," she said calmly.

dress, and said in a solemn voice, "So, Lu

cipation of what was to come. My mind was screaming with questions, w

y said, my voic

ded, satisfied. And Ash, ever gentle and

just crossed an invisible line, a point of no return. I was theirs, an

as we left the Carter sisters' house, I felt a change in the air. Everything with Stacy seemed less calculated, less controlled. She had thi

breeze seeped into the cabin, playing with his hair and creating an almost unreal atmosphere. She insisted

cing in my direction. Her smile was misch