That Beauty Salon

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently.

Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks.

A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?"

Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

With that, Tanya hurried into a room on the second floor. She looked so eager and starved that one might think she was up to no good.

It was my first time visiting a beauty salon with handsome guys, and I felt cautious and frightened. When Tanya left me alone, I felt lost and scrambled to follow her, only to be stopped by a young man behind me.

Holding my hand, he comforted me, "Daphne, no worries. I'll lead you upstairs. This is a totally legal and established beauty salon. Besides, Tanya is in the room beside yours. There's nothing to be afraid of."

I felt embarrassed when he addressed me with such a serious look. I followed him to the second floor. He left me in room 208 before leaving.

Another good-looking man opened the door and entered my room. He was a different type than the young man who greeted us on the first floor.

Donning a white robe and wearing a pair of disposable gloves, he looked rather distant and aloof. He appeared more like a haughty CEO than a beauty salon employee.

However, his attractive eight-pack peeked through the gap of his robe.

I had a boyfriend, but I had never seen a man's body before. Raised in a conservative family, I couldn't help but blush at the sight.

The gentleman who entered didn't seem to notice my embarrassment. He addressed me professionally, "Hello, Daphne. My name is Caleb. Please lie down here. I will wash your face now."

I nodded stiffly. His slender fingers caressed my cheek. Feeling relaxed, I shut my eyes.

Perhaps Caleb was too good at his job, or maybe I was still exhausted after my flight home from Crestova, but for a moment, I felt like I was floating in the air. My eyelids were fighting to stay open.

When I was in between consciousness, someone lifted me in his arms and placed me on the bed. Before I knew it, I was stripped naked. As the heater was cranked up, I didn't feel cold, but I still responded to the shocking incident.

Tanya and I were here for a facial. What was Caleb doing, stripping me naked?

I sobered up and grabbed Caleb's arm. Then, I confronted him sternly, "I'm here for a facial. Why did you take my clothes off?"

Looking stunned, he jeered. "Oh, Daphne, do you really not know what kind of place you're at?"

"A beauty salon! What place is this?" While speaking, I felt a wave of heat rapidly spreading from the pit of my stomach across my body.

Caleb, who noticed my change, pinned me down on the bed. He traced my body with his slender fingers, sending me trembling.

As much as I would like to struggle and break free, my body already went limp after Caleb's teasing. I lost control of my body and couldn't push him off me. Breaking down, I yelled, "What are you doing? This is rape—"

Although I accused him of assaulting me, I couldn't stand the shameful feeling I was experiencing.

Caleb lowered his affectionate gaze on me. I saw myself in the reflection of his eyes. He cooed, "Daphne, that's not it. Didn't you come to us to have some fun? Didn't you know this is where you and many girls… have fun?"

My eyes widened in shock when I learned that the beauty salon wasn't just a salon; it was an entertainment establishment. That explained the number of studs I came across when I entered the place.

The thought of Tanya eagerly coming into the salon made me suspect that she knew what we were getting here. If so, why did she lie to me, telling me that it was a salon for facials and body spas?

Besides, she knew I was getting married to my fiancé, Liam Thorpe, very soon. Liam would go crazy if he learned that I went to that place behind his back.

I continued my slow descent into dizziness, but it wasn't because I was sleepy. Caleb's hand continued sweeping through my arms, my thighs. He even grabbed my hand and made me touch him…