"We’re here, Honey."Mike’s low voice entered my ears, followed by the touch of his hands removing the black cloth tied over my eyes. As the cloth fell, I blinked several times. The warm light from the chandelier greeted me, but a chill instantly crept through my bones as I realized where I was standing.I was inside Mike’s private studio.In my past life, this place was a forbidden area. A sacred fortress where not a single person, including me, was allowed to set foot. Mike always kept this door locked tight, making it a room of mystery inhabited only by his ambitions. But now, he was bringing me here as if I were a special guest—or perhaps, prey finally entering the predator's den."Honey, you’re the first woman to ever set foot in here," Mike whispered possessively. He led me toward a large wooden table in the center of the room. There, something was covered by a white silk cloth that contrasted with the studio light.With a slow and dramatic movement, Mike pulled the cloth a
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