𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗥

𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘉𝘈𝘉𝘠

"Can we please leave?" I whispered in Sunghoon's ear.

"Yeah. Of course," Sunghoon whispered to Wonyoung and she closed the curtain. We proceeded to the exit. Wonyoung wasn't too far behind us.

"Thank you for showing us around," Sunghoon said gratefully to Wonyoung.

"You're welcome. If you follow me, I'll show you around the second floor."

I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the bank of elevators. Not this again. This, apparently, was the tour that never ended. Wonyoung pressed the upper-level button and we waited.

The elevator opened moments later and we walked in. The doors separated again and we stepped out. Now, on the second floor. She led us down another dark hall. I started mumbling under my breath,

"When I get out of this dungeon,
I'm never coming― " I stopped mid-sentence smashing into a plain chest. I looked up just to meet Ruka's eyes. My chest tightened against hers.

I shut my eyes instinctively as her intoxicating scent wafted into my nostrils. Her body felt so good against mine. I could feel every ridged plane of her firm chest. I stepped back.

"Just the person I wanted to see." Ruka looked over at Wonyoung

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Ms. Kawai."

You're welcome?

She must've gone into the voyeur room to ask Wonyoung to lead us to her. That sneaky, cocky, son of a bitch. I should've left. She's such a devilish woman.

I should've made a dramatic exit and never come back but I was too curious. Why did she want to see Sunghoon and me?

Ruka was dressed in all black except
for her dark grey vest that hugged her body. This woman would look ravishing in any article of clothing because everything she wore fit her like a glove

Her shirt was snug against her chest accentuating her figure. Ruka's legs were long and toned. I couldn't help but think of them flexing-contracting as she plunged into my open thighs. Of all the sexual acts, I'd witnessed this week, the sight of this woman was the only thing that burned my blood deliciously.

My eyes closed as I tried to think of something other than Ruka fucking me with Sunghoon not even a foot away.

"Can I have a word with both of you?" Ruka asked politely.

"Why?" I asked. She bit her lip.

"You'll know momentarily, Pharita."
I wished she would stop saying my name like she was fucking the letters.

For the love of God. I hate what it does to my insides and my sanity. Ruka led us into a spacious, immaculate room. The room was decorated with three black sofas and a large desk that sat on the left side.

There was a large television that hung on the opposite wall. I noticed a red door that didn't appear to have a knob.

That realization confused me. She gestured toward the sofas and we sat and waited.

"Would either of you like something from the bar? An apple martini perhaps?" Ruka gave me a knowing look.

Reminding me what I was drinking when she first approached me.

"No, thank you." Sunghoon replied.

"What do you want from us, Ms. Kawai?" I asked rudely.

Ruka pulled up a stool and sat in front of Sunghoon and me. She sat with her legs wide open.