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He places a kiss on my nose, his voice teasing. “I’ve always been a pervert for you, Butterfly. It’s not my fault you’re only just figuring it out.”
I shove him away and he chuckles as he puts on the mask before strapping the other around my eyes.
Cole stops to watch me, then he nods with approval before interlacing my hand with his.
I start to pull away, but he keeps me in place. “No one will know who we are. This is a private room only I use. Besides, the masks.”
He’s right. Now that I study him closely, he’s a bit unrecognisable and I must be too with the help of the mask.
After we make our way out of the room, Cole leads me down a long hall with dim red lighting and black flowery wallpaper. A few black chandeliers hang from the ceiling.
I’d never tell Cole this, but I’m glad he’s holding my hand. I feel like demons will jump from the walls and devour us.
Or me, to be more specific. Cole would probably make friends with them.
We stop in front of a door. “This is a viewing room.”
“What does that mean?” I whisper, not sure why it feels like I should.
“It means we get to watch a couple have sex through a one-way window. They know they’re being watched, but they don’t know who’s watching and they can’t see us.”
“People like that?”
“You’d be surprised, Butterfly.”
He clutches the handle.
“Wait.” I swallow. “I don’t want to watch with other people.”
“Why? Are you shy?”
“I just don’t want to. That’s like watching porn.”
“Porn is fake. This isn’t. Besides, I usually watch alone anyway. Perks of being the heir.”
I release a breath and let him guide me inside.
“Ah, they’ve already started.”
I don’t focus on what Cole is saying because I’m trying to adjust to the darkness in this room. It’s almost like a film theatre, but the seats are sofas — bigger in size and fewer in number.
Instead of a screen, there’s a large window that gives a view of another room. It has the same black wallpaper. There’s a table in the middle on which a petite brunette is tied, spread-eagled, and a bigger black man is fucking her.
The sound of their groans and moans echo around us like a symphony.
Oh. God.
My thighs clench at the power of his thrusts. He looks as if he’s hurting her with his size, and yet, she’s screaming, “More…faster…harder!”
I watched porn once. Just that one time after being intrigued by all the praise Ronan and Xander have for it. I wasn’t impressed. It seemed staged and fake and all the sounds they made turned me off.
This isn’t porn. This is…humans at their truest, rawest, most real form.
I don’t realise I’ve stopped walking until Cole tugs me by the hand to sit me beside him on one of the plush chairs.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” His hot breaths cause my skin tingle as he whispers into my ear.
I want to call him sick for having such voyeuristic tendencies, but I’m too enthralled by the scene to build my defences.
