Footsteps stopped right outside the Red Room door.
I stayed on all fours on the padded bench, completely naked except for the black mask and my heels. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat.
The masked stranger stood behind me, one hand resting possessively on my ass.
“Remember,” he whispered, voice distorted and low.
“Beg him to f**k you the moment he walks in,” he added and hid in the black curtain behind me.
The door opened.
Elias stepped inside, still wearing his mask. His eyes immediately found me on the bench.
“Lila?” His voice was sharp with concern and something darker. “What the hell are you doing?”
I swallowed hard, my body trembling. The stranger’s fingers dug into my hip as a silent warning.
“I… I need you,” I said, voice shaking. “Please, Elias. f**k
