Anson raised his eyebrows. It wasn't that he had never been to sex caves similar to this.
In some cases, to complete his mission, he interrupted several people ensnared in lust and brutally pulled them away while they were still standing.
But this was the first time he had a feeling of tension.
Selwynn took the vodka-filled shot glass from Anson's hand and used it to wet his collars, playing more into the sense of decadence.
An unlit cigarette was placed at his lips, and he scattered some of the pills on the table.
The lounge they were in on the second floor was semi-open. Pressing the remote, the wall transformed, becoming a tinted floor-to-ceiling window.
Everything on the second floor was visible to him, including the giant cage in the middle.
Anson sat beside him, used his teeth to pull off one glove, and threw his black coat over the chair. He glanced at the giant cage and said softly, "They know how to play."