I had slept off after the intense session with Jax. But when I woke up, the gym was dark.
The light flickered once, then died completely again.
For a few terrifying seconds, darkness swallowed everything. The only sound was my own ragged breathing and the slow drip of c*m leaking from my ruined body onto the mat. Then a single red spotlight snapped on, illuminating Victor Voss standing at the edge of the room like a shadow given form.
“What… the… f**k?!” I mumbled under my breath.
He looked down at me, naked, trembling, covered in sweat and the seed of seven men, with cold, possessive hunger.
“You’ve impressed Jax,” Victor said, his voice smooth and dangerous. “But his training was only preparation. Now you enter my world. Dark Desires. Where consent is a luxury… and obsession is law.
