*Trigger warning- this chapter has a scene of an element of forced consent that can be upsetting. If you don't want to read this scene, then you can skip this chapter.*
TILLY
I followed Billie down a narrow hallway and staircase, my gut tightening in anxiety with each step. The faint scent of minerals clung to the balmy air. At the bottom of the stairs, a frosted glass door blocked out what was behind it.
I clutched the elastic fabric of the skimpy black bikini to my chest, fighting off the knowledge that Zadeyn had once again guessed the right size. The thought of slipping into a heated pool outweighed everything in my mind and was a distraction. Temporarily, at least.
Next to the door, Billie typed in a code on the keypad and then opened the door. A blast of balmy, mineral tinged a
