But as she reached the staircase, she heard the soft padding of bare feet behind her. She knew who it was even before she felt the warmth of a hand on her arm, spinning her around.
Taslah’s green eyes gleamed with mischief, her naked body glowing in the dim hallway light. “You should join us, Elena,” she Said, her voice a seductive whisper that seemed to coil around Elena’s thoughts.
Elena’s cheeks burned, her heart hammering in her chest. She tried to pull away, but the grip on her arm was firm, yet gentle. “Please, let me go,” she stuttered, her voice shaking.
Taslah’s smile grew wider, her eyes flickering with excitement. “But why would we do that? You’ve already seen so much, and we’ve barely started playing. Besides, I think Damien would be quite disappointed if you didn’t join us.
