~SCARLETT.
I sat on the edge of the bed, staring down at the phone clutched in my hands, my thumb hovering over the only name saved in it:
Master Liam.
After spending what felt like twenty agonizing minutes crumpled on the floor, trying to make sense of everything I had witnessed, and worse, why I had enjoyed it, I finally forced myself up.
How could I even explain it?
How could I explain why my body reacted the way it did, watching a man get pounded into with such raw brutality?
I wasn’t someone who liked being taken from the ass. I never had been. Hell, I hadn’t even thought about it before today.
But now… now I couldn't get the images, the sounds, or the way it made me feel out of my head.
God, what was I turning into?
It was possible this whole stay at the resort was doing something to me.
Perhaps I was changing.
Maybe my life had been flipped upside down overnight, and I hadn't even realized it until now.
Still...
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