“Be a doll and go grab the paper from my darling’s mouth. I think you two will enjoy what I have planned for you.”
Julian intertwines our hands together. “I appreciate the offer but this beautiful creature and I are already in the middle of a game…with two more arriving any minute now.”
She pouts. “What a shame. I was excited for new toys to play with.”
Julian’s masked face turns toward me. “I don’t think you would find us very obedient.”
Biting my lip, I try to hide my smile as I pull us close to the other door.
The femdom’s piercing gaze lingers as we leave the room, her silent dominance searing into me. Julian’s grip is firm, his urgency igniting a wildfire in my veins. My mind struggles tokeep pace with my body as he pulls me into the dim hallway, his steps growing faster—almost frantic. He pushes through a pair of heavy doors, the metallic clang reverberating in the stillness. Without pause, he leads me down a cold, winding stairwell. I try to piece together if I’ve been on this floor before, but before the thought fully forms, he shoves me into another room. The door slams shut behind us as I take in the unfamiliar space.
I haven’t been here before.
This room is much bigger than the rest of the rooms in the hotel, ones I’ve come across anyway. It feels like we’re standing in the middle of a winter wonderland. The tastefully arranged furniture, adorned in rich green and crimson hues, adds a sweet touch too the room. I almost don’t want to make a mess here. Fake Christmas trees of various shapes and sizes stand in each corner, giving off the perfect holiday vibes. The floor is covered in fake snow, soft and powdery, I could just lay here and take a nap.
“How fitting for the season,” I muse, turning to face Julian, who seems a bit agitated. I watch as he carelessly discards his mask onto the floor. “Was this planned?”
“Not exactly. But it helps that I know my way around this place.”
“Care to elaborate?” I press, hoping he gives me a little more insight into who he is.
“No.” He runs his hand through his hair, his eyes burning with a familiar hunger that makes my pulse quicken as he closes the gap between us.
“Truth or dare?” I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my chest.
His gaze sharpens, dark and unyielding. “Dare.”
My eyes sweep the room, landing on the familiar assortment of tools and toys.
A slow smile curls my lips. “I dare you to let me tie you up.”
Julian freezes, his expression shifts, a flicker of hesitation breaking through his usual confidence.
For the first time tonight, I see him unraveling, and the power shift sends a shiver down my spine.
Let’s play, baby.
CHAPTER 11
AARON
There’s no way in hell I’m finding her first. I’ve been wandering in circles for what feels like hours, the twisted layout of this hotel gnawing at my patience.
I fucking hate wasting time and the maze that is this entire hotel is just adding to my frustration. The sounds leaking through these walls—some of them sharp, others guttural—make me question every decision that led me here.
But no.
It wasn’t a mistake. It was calculated. My only option.
I need this place. Need Tristan. He’s my key to getting where I want to go—to everything I’ve worked for.
Will you be happy then?
Happiness is a farce.
Power. Control. Wealth.
That’s the life I’m building.
