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Quickly, I slip through the door and shut it behind me before anyone can notice. When I turn, I realize I’m standing in a stairwell. There’s a door adjacent to the one I just walked through and I know for certain it’s the other side of the locked black door.

The staircase in the center is a neat spiral that descends downwards. It’s all very ominous. But I’m more excited than I am scared.

I head down the spiral staircase, taking care to watch my step and tread as lightly as possible. The stairs seem to go on forever and the black walls on either side form a large tube that’s deeply claustrophobic. By the time I start to notice light again, the panic has set in. What have I just walked into?

When I finally get to the bottom, I step onto carpeted floor and look out into the expansive space that’s hidden in the depths of the mansion.

It takes a moment for me to process what I’m seeing.

“Oh my God,” I breathe, my eyes darting from one side of the space to the other.

At first, I think I’ve entered into a weapons vault or something like that.

I notice a collection of handcuffs. A whip in the corner. A metallic collar.

And then it occurs to me.

This is not a weapons vault. It’s a sex dungeon.

Goosepimples erupt on my skin, but I’m not sure I have a handle on my own reaction. Am I scared? Disgusted? Excited? Curious? Intrigued?

I don’t know. All I know is that what I’ve stumbled across—well, no, I haven’t actually stumbled across anything. I’ve actively tried to break into this room.

The room no one is allowed to enter… Except for Kian.

The thought of him finding me has my legs feeling like lead. I’m about to turn and flee when I hear something. What the fuck was that?

It’s probably my imagination, but I swear I heard a sound. The subtle click of a trap slamming shut.

I’ve got to get the fuck out of here. Abandoning my desire to look around, I turn towards the staircase.

And I freeze.

My heart feels like it’s turning to putty. The tall man standing in front of the staircase observes me with malevolent eyes.

“Leaving so soon?” Kian snarls.


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