Page 69 of When Sinners Dare

There are no signs, no lights, nothing to indicate there’s any kind of business here at all. “Come with me.” He takes my hand and leads me to a set of metal doors. He enters a stream of digits into an electronic keypad and beeps us through. It’s dark and dank inside, and Chance uses the gloom to his advantage, taking hold of me and escorting me further inside. I lift my dress a few inches from the ground so I don’t trip.

“I have to say, first impressions don’t measure up, Chance.”

“Ah, this isn’t the main entrance. We have complete discretion here, and I can’t risk you running into a client.”

“You could have mentioned that,” I mumble as I stumble in my heels. Emergency lighting is all that lights our path.

“There are two rooms I want to show you. One is set up as a recording space. The client isn’t due for a while, but I hope it will give you a clearer idea.” He stops in front of another set of doors. A single naked red bulb shines above the door, casting Chance in an evil light. He opens the door and ushers me inside.

The room glows with light and shows just how dirty it is. A steel drain is built into the floor, and a single stained mattress leans against one wall. Shackles and chains are secured into the ground.

I look back at Chance, who’s looking proud, a slight smile on his face.

There are several small, blacked-out windows around the room.

“For watching?” I assume.

“And filming.”

I nod and look around the room again, imagining what might take place here. It’s not something I feel excited about, in fact, it turns my stomach a little.

“Some men will pay a lot of money to exert total control over a beautiful woman.” His voice brings a chill down my spine, and I feel the brush of his hand over my skin.

“So far, you’ve not shown me anything that will make me consider your proposal, Chance.” I bluff. He’s shown me enough to know I don’t want to go into business with him.

“More action, a girl after my own heart. Come.” He snaps his fingers around my wrist and pulls me with him, leaving the room behind.

We turn down another corridor, and I’m thankful that the conditions improve. But noises echo in the halls, girls moaning. In pain or pleasure, it isn’t clear, but either way it doesn’t help my imagination run wild.

My gut tells me this is wrong and that I shouldn’t trust Chance, even though he should know better. I don’t know what his intention is, but I’m done with this game. My brother’s approval isn’t required if it means getting into bed with this guy. I’d rather do it on my own.

I wrestle my hand back and hide the move with a smile, slip my phone from my dress, and pull up a message to Dante.

I’m with Chance at his place. I don’t trust him. Come get me?

“Just through here.” Chance turns back to me, and I cover my phone behind my back and dutifully follow. As we move over the threshold, he pulls me against him, his lips stealing a hard and vicious kiss.

“Mmm. I’ve been waiting to do that since I first came to visit.” He grips my shoulders as I stare at him in stunned silence. My stomach churns, and my heart starts to thud, sending a pulse of adrenalin through my veins.

Nobody’s touched me without my permission in a long time, and I’m not going to let this fucker get away with it.

I step back, put all my weight onto my back leg and lean into the slap I deliver across his face.

His head turns to the side, and he freezes for a moment. His hand comes up to rub his cheek before he faces me again.

“I love it when they fight back.”

CHAPTER TWENTY - TWO

KAI

Imight not have thrown up, but I did wretch like a young whore gagging on dick at first.

All night I’ve been here. First show was bad enough. That dude damn near broke the woman. Used all kinds of crap. In every hole she had. Cut her. Bled her. Beat her. I stood up real damn fast at that last one, but Dragon put me straight back in place. “Sit the fuck down,” he said. “Don't make me force this.” Asshole glared as if he wanted the exact thing he was trying to avoid. “You want her, then you grow a pair and find a way to deal.” Took a few minutes of facing off, but I sat and waited like a dog at heel.

Next involved three new ones getting the same kind of treatment when the first one was too done to take it anymore. Dragon left halfway through that, but made sure to plant his hand on my shoulder before he did. “Stay. Harden up to it. This is the way you get in.”

So I did. Again. Only way I managed it was to let whatever was inside me – all that rage and violence – take over until I didn’t give a fuck about anything that was happening. I just turned dead inside eventually, empty. Easier than you think after a while. It just becomes porn. Like it’s not really going on and you’re watching a movie. Can’t deny my dick woke up, either. That made me question if I was sicker than I thought I was.

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