Alexandre looks down, locking eyes with me as he lowers my feet to the floor. I swallow a lump in my throat and watch him. The corners of his lips curl upward into a devilish grin.
"Do you have any questions for us, ma belle?" Alexandre asks, standing in front of me.
I shake my head, chewing on my lower lip. Mike strolls over to the foot of the bed on the far side of the room.
My eyes widen and my mind tells me to leave, to run out of the room, but my feet are planted firmly on the floor, and I'm unable to move.
"Come, take my hand," Alexandre commands, peering down at me. The tone of his voice is calm and soft.
I place my hand on his, and he leads me to the foot of the bed, and then he steps back.
"Slip off your dress, Julia. I want to see all of your body," Mike commands with a sof
