The clicks of the door's locking mechanism reverberated throughout the bedroom suite, reiterating that Dario and I were alone. Fighting the growing panic, I inhaled, turning a complete circle and taking in the room. Large windows displayed our reflections. My breathing hitched at the sight of the large king-sized bed. Doubts and worries filled my thoughts.
How many women had Dario brought to this bedroom? Women who knew what they were doing, or maybe women who didn't want to be here. I'd convinced myself I was prepared for what was about to happen, but as the blood drained from my body to my feet, even I couldn't believe the lie.
Em's warning came back to me. 'The w***e was in bad shape. Dario paid extra for her missed work.'
My movement stopped as I was once again facing Dario, still
