(Warning: SPG)
As we climbed the stairs to a private room, soft moans from other women seeped through the walls of different rooms. The sounds sent a wave of nervousness through me, and I felt my cheeks heat up.
I glanced at Dylan, unsure how to react, but he didn’t return my look. His expression remained serious, his brow furrowed while his hand rested protectively on my shoulder.
The soft click of the door unlocking echoed louder in the hallway's silence. When Dylan finally opened the door to our room, my heart raced, and my cheeks burned even hotter.
The room’s dim light barely revealed its details, but enough for me to see things I had never imagined before. Beside the bed was an odd, curved chair, its strange shape immediately catching my attention. On the opposite wall, there w
