Torture (slightly 18+)

Her thighs clenched involuntarily, her heartbeat drumming wildly in her chest.

What was happening to her?

Why was her body reacting to this?

Darius's voice broke through her daze.

"Keep your eyes open," he commanded.

Aria's breath hitched.

She knew he was talking to the girl.

But why did it feel like those words were meant for her?

Aria's body trembled violently, her back pressed against the cold wooden wall as she struggled to silence her ragged breaths. Her fingers dug into the fabric of her dress, clutching it as though it was the only thing keeping her grounded.

She had only closed her eyes for a few minutes, trying to shut out the lewd sounds filling the dimly lit room. But no matter how hard she tried, the rhythmic creaking of the bed, the wet slapping of skin against skin, and the breathless moans that filled the air seeped into her mind like a poison.

Curiosity was a dangerous thing.