Lovers from Hell

Strip

*This is written from Jong Woo's point of view.*

As I make my way up the concrete, stained stairs, my heart beats faster with every step I take. I know I have Moon Jo with me, but he honestly may partially be the reason why my heart is pounding.

We reach the top of the stairs, met by a metallic, rusty door with a sign, warning us.

"입력하지. 손상된 바닥." it said, translating to "Do not enter. Damaged floor." Yet, that didn't keep Moon Jo and I away.

He clearly wasn't as scared as I was, because his big, strong hands immediately met with the door knob, twisting it and revealing the floor. It's almost like he knew the place.

"Ladies first." Moon Jo jokes as I walk in.

And, holy shit.

This place seemed like something that came out of a 50 Shades of Grey scene.

The whole floor was pretty stained and dark, and there were rooms, but they were all open. No doors in sight.

There were literally sexual things no matter where I looked. Whips, leashes, chains, toys. What is this shit doing in a residence?

I look over at Moon Jo, who's enjoying what he's seeing.

"Honestly, I don't know what I expected, but I didn't expect this place to look like a strip club." he laughs.

I try to laugh, but just feel chills all over my body. Who goes here? Why is this stuff here?

Moon Jo sits on a couch, telling me to sit next to him.

"Now that we're here, we might as well put this stuff to good use." he winks.

I laugh, taking it as a joke.

He gazes into my eyes until I realise he's serious.

"What?" I ask.

He smirks, "Come on, whatever happens here, stays here. Let's just mess around." he tells me.

And honestly, what happens next is just a story on its own.