Behind Closed Doors Review นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then I noticed a small door at the back of the room. “What's that?” Adrienne looked. “Probably storage.” I walked toward it. “Let's find out.” >>>>>>>> Akira's POV I didn't like this, not one bit. Every instinct in my body told me to leave. But the main door was locked. And now Kael was opening another one. He pushed it slowly. The hinges made a horrible screeching sound. A dark staircase appeared behind it. I stared down. “Absolutely not.” Adrienne looked at me. “I'm with you.” Kael sighed. “We need to get out.”

It was a wet, muffled moan. Slap. Slap. Slap. My heart dropped straight into my stomach. The heavy, rhythmic sound of skin hitting skin echoed off the marble walls, accompanied by low, needy whimpers. "Oh God... yes... right there..." a woman's voice panted desperately. I stepped toward the back hallway, my heels clicking softly against the marble tiles. One of the heavy wooden stall doors at the very end was unlocked, resting half an inch open. I reached out with a trembling hand and pushed the door back.

He kept watching my face as I stepped in. I walked forward, past him, and into his room. The door was still open behind me, and I turned to face him. He followed, and stepped in after me. The door swung closed, but not quite shut yet. We stood there looking at each other. The moment before the door closes. Before it begins. Where we still could turn back. But won't. I stood in his room in my blue dress and heels. The door was just slightly opened behind him. And we both knew that when that door closed, everything was going to not be as it right.

Skates were lined up in neat rows, jerseys hung in their open stalls, and the smell of polished leather and ice filled the air, but the main room was completely deserted. I turned around and headed deeper into the back quarters, checking the private changing lounge. The moment I stepped over the threshold, the heavy acoustic door swung shut behind me with a sharp, heavy click, locking automatically. I stiffened, turning back to glare at the handle. "Now this is creeping me out," I murmured to myself, testing the handle. "I'm not in the mood to play hide and seek." I reached out to jiggle the lock when a low, rough voice rasped from behind the partition wall.

I was to pretend this affair didn't exist and do nothing to stop them. Something wrapped its arm around my throat. I tore the contract into shreds. Nathaniel had kept the affair a secret for five whole years. That was something I didn't see coming. … It happened one night when I came home—three months had passed since our wedding. The first thing that greeted my eyes was a house turned upside-down. I saw torn clothes, undergarments, and questionable stains all over the ground. I walked into my bedroom. That was where I found Nathaniel in bed, naked with another woman. The scene hit me like a sledgehammer.

She paused, leaning closer to me through the table, "Dear child, it isn't right for one to leave their parent at old age, huh?" I nodded making moves to walk away. One thing about Ms Jam was that she could be as nosy as she is sweet. It was best to enjoy the flare and move on as quickly as possible. Walking at a quicker pace, I got to the familiar brown door, taking a deep breath and trying hard to keep my emotions at bay. I knocked, nibbling on my lower lips. "Come in," a voice welcomed me from behind. I pushed the door open to see the studious man who had his head bowed and his eyes dancing through a file while his hands jumped on keypads in front of his computer.

I suddenly heard a footsteps near me. "Hello? Is someone inside?" That was a man's voice. "Yes,sir! I'm locked!" I saw the knob moving. Oh thanks God! I thought I'm going to die here. I was so scared,I remembered that one episode from Shake Rattle and Roll! "Miss, can you move away from the door? I'm going to kick this, you might get hurt," The voice from the other side said. I moved away from the door. "Okay, as I count of 3. I will kick this so don't get close!"

It wouldn't be a bad idea to see things for myself. Keith chuckled, “Great choice man. You won't regret this.” Keith said, excited as he came down from the car too—locking it with his key. Keith pulled open the door and the loud sound of music buzzed in the air. Keith turned to me and smiled like a maniac, he read the curiosity on my face, “The Door is soundproof.” he informed with a high tone through the loud music. We entered and I couldn't help but be shocked to see the room filled with nothing but men, ladies with their dresses above their knees, drinks—lots of wine bottles.

She knew that something was off. After his friends left, the dance floor was deserted. Willow immediately grabbed her handbag and turned to leave, but someone suddenly opened the door. The ones who entered were not Andrew’s friends but a group of beggars in disheveled clothes. When they came in, their gazes immediately fixed on Willow, and they cackled lewdly. “Hahaha! Her skin looks so tender! We’re going to have fun today!” Fear and panic shone on Willow’s face. She was so terrified that she took a few steps back, but those people lunged at her like a pack of starving wolves.

Emily burrowed herself into his embrace, her hand gently moving down to his lower body. James' breathing turned ragged. He wanted to stop her, but he ended up loosening his belt and going along with what she wanted. They couldn't stop themselves once the lights were switched off. The door was suddenly thrown open just as they reached the peak of their pleasure. "Captain Wesley, your parents called. They wanted to let you know that something has happened—" The nurse hastily turned around when she realized what was going on. Panicked, James hurriedly put on his clothes. He warned the nurse several times not to speak of what she had seen before rushing back home.