Den Of Desires

at, pulsing with raw desire. Red and black light

o the Den

antasy meets fo

rom the entrance, but I push forwa

and blindfolded, her body trembling as a man holds a v

ing while a woman kneels between them. She takes one of

essed against the glass as if gripping for dear life. A man pounds

ay out. Over the music, the sounds of pleasure

n and earth never to step foot in a pla

yself small and invisible. But, of co

," a man steps

k you," I say quick

around. No need to be s

aling to someone. When he turns to look, I sl

say quickly. "I

tyled hair, a black button-down shirt, and an earpiece-he's either a secur

he demands, his v

hecked my ID at

like he doesn't beli

my bag and pull out my

nt, flicking his eyes

, crossing my arms. It's no

is." His g

's wr

e states, like it's the si

g it into my bag. "What do y

l over me, fr

n of professionals. Every other woman here-whether she has a cock in her mouth, ass, or between

my chin, refus

eak with someon

ho

ti. The owner

second before he mutters, "You

, I

ound and leave. You

saying

htly, his voice low. "Matteo ruin

with unease, I square my shou

ing to decide if I'm worth the warning. "Whatever

to tell me where he i

moment, he gestures down a da

a door marked VIP. He pushes it o

d men, their bodies slick with sweat. In the far corner, a man lounges in an armchair, a glass of l

le the other drops to his knees, taking the first man's cock i

scene, only to find Matteo M

his eyes raking over me, undressing

h you," the security guard-bodyg

eally?" His interest sharpens. "Tell me, dolce pec

k. "I... I..." Why is it so damn hard to form a

"And what is someone like

steady myself. "Stella is

action turned into exchanging numbers, then hanging out, then five years of friendship. I a

a moment, then stands.

pen. I hesitate before following him insid

all, Dante,"

doorway, his gray eyes flicking between us before steppin

e al

buttoning the first few buttons of his sh

Bian

ney," he say

llion d

finger against hi

d never reach it, no matter how many shifts I pick up. Bu

on paying me back?"

If I work three shifts a day, including

u need the

ter? Do I ha

g me for a milli

y. "My mother's

fts slightly. "Are

you called her a whor

" I don't trust anyone dolce pec

per. "I have now

strangers." He pauses. "But... if you sig