Chapter Twelve

Darius and Astrid managed to sneak out of the dining hall, while their parents talked and laughed together. Darius stopped in front of his play room and turned to Astrid. “You can’t tell anyone about this.” He told her.

“Who would I tell?” She shrugged, highly curious to know what would happen behind the door. He opened the door and let her walk in first.

Cautiously, Astrid entered the room and frowned. “This is where you torture women.” She said like it was a major discovery. It was, at least to her.

“I don’t torture. I give them what they need. They just don't know that they need it” He corrected her, locking the door.

“You inflict pain on them. Seems like torture to me. I'm sure the walls in here are not even soundproof.” She argued.

“Well, the pain works hand in hand with the pleasure. You see, pain in the most pleasurable way makes you question your life choices. Do you want to broaden your sexual exp