Her Request

The cool breeze of the night tickled Isadora's skin, a serene effect was over her body. Unlike the view she was used to in the city, there was no bustling night life nor bright, colorful lights beyond her windows, only darkness… pure, calming darkness.

Sitting on the frame of her large window, the moon cast its light on half of Isadora's face, highlighting the worry on it. Nicholas and Vallea must have noticed her absence by now and would be very worried. All of her belongings, down to underwear were confiscated, there is no way to communicate with them or anyone else.

Heh, communicate? Isadora almost burst out laughing. Vallea's and Nicholas' panic are the least of her worries right now. Her precious onlyf*ns account has never been inactive for more than twenty four hours, she grinded her teeth just thinking about how much useful money had gone to waste because of that.

Isadora's heart suddenly became heavy. Forget the account, she might never be able to be free of this suffocating p