Black Red Room Novels & Stories

I may have had a bit too much to drink, a pleasant buzz, but I’m certainly not incapacitated. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I followed in. The room was dimmer than the other room. But just enough to see the big box that could fit five people sitting in the middle of the bed. My eyes swept the room. A deep shade of red painted the room, leaving it almost dark. The red room felt intensely sensual. A dark, romantic ambiance filled the space, the air thick with the scent of aged wood and a hint of something sweet and forbidden. My eyes rested back on the black box lying on the bed with a red lace tied in a ribbon around the box.

At the very end of the hallway stood a pair of double doors in the darkest red I had ever seen, almost black in the dim lighting. With trembling hands, I pushed open those final doors and stepped into the room. The sight that greeted me stole the breath from my lungs. The room was decorated entirely in shades of red and black, from the rich velvet curtains to the polished obsidian fixtures. But it was not the color scheme that shocked me into frozen silence. It was the room’s obvious purpose. This was a pleasure room.

We soon stopped in front of a room which was the last room on the south wing, and he swiped out a card from his drenched suit pocket, and slid it on the door sensor to open it. As the door slowly opened, the room began to get lit with red lights, and a single bed which was obviously programmed, surprisingly came out from inside a wall. I sat on the bed, my long hair, sticking to my face as I struggled to search Dashiell's expression for some reason why we were in a room that was almost empty. "This room is called the red room," he announced. I quirked my head to the side and chuckled, "Let me guess…this is also known as your kink room?"

The problem is, when she gets drunk, what happens? Bella got up from the bed. Until she remembered what happened, it seemed like Bella wouldn't be able to sleep. She walked back and forth. “Drunk and…” The woman closed her eyes. “Red room.” Her eyes immediately opened. She's glaring! Bella didn't know whether what was in her memory was true or not. But she remembered that there was a room in this mansion. A secret room full of mysteries. Rooms with shades of red and black dominate. "Yes. That room.”

His eyes flicker back to a different girl, and he murmurs, “Actually…” Mr. Black whistles to catch someone’s attention, and he holds out a wad of cash and says, “I need a room for me and my girls. You know the kind I want.” The man he called over smiles as he takes the cash and says, “Right this way, Mr. Black.” We walk into a room that is colored in red and black. There are chains that hang from the ceiling, there’s a swing in the middle of the room, and a bed on a platform. There’s a table with all sorts of devices on it that I’ve never seen before.

He then used his finger print to open the door to the adjacent room, and after typing the pin once more, the door opened. What in the world is this... My eyes first landed on the large room's black furniture before moving to the king-sized bed, which was entirely black but for the wall's dark red colour and the wardrobe. "What the hell is this?" "Why is it all red and black?"While looking around the room, I questioned him. When I went to take a look around the room, he remarked, "The room where you will do as I command you," after a long pause. When I turned to face him, our eyes locked, and I approached him.

It was all a nightmare right? Gulping down the lump forming in her throat, Sara looked around herself. She was in some unknown place but it did not look like prison. It was a room furnished in all black and red. A set of black and red sofa set was placed at the one corner of the room while two doors were present on both sides of the room. A frown etched upon her forehead and she noticed the bed she was currently sitting on. Its sheets were black while the pillows and blankets were red.

At this time, in front of them was a fairly large room. In contrast to the gloomy and murky corridor, the inside of the room was an ivory white light, enough to see everything clearly. After seeing clearly the situation in the room, Uri was almost so frightened that he was speechless. This is a fairly large room, about a hundred square yards, designed in a rather modern direction. The four sides of the wall are paved with black marble, each hand-sized stone block is arranged side by side meticulously and regularly. The floor is paved with small stones, and on the ceiling hangs a rather large chandelier. The only light of the room also comes from it. In the four corners of the room, each with

I wasn't wrong. I am the only one that enters the room while the two maids immediately locked the door from outside. I took a deep breath and looked around, the lights inside this room were also dim but that didn't stop me from seeing the entirety of the room. The walls are painted with black color, the king size bed is also black, the comforter and the pillow are the same, almost all the furniture in this room is black. But I can't see the Alpha here? There is no one else but me. It was so quiet inside the room that's why I almost had a heart attack when a door suddenly opened on my right side. I slowly approached here, the door is leading to a bathroom, could Alpha be here?

She didn't believe someone like Antonio could ever apologize. She followed him obediently to the other side of the room. The bedroom was ten times the apartment she once stayed and it gave out a dark vibe. The curtains were black and red. The walls were covered in black wallpaper, with intricate designs. The bedsheets and blankets were black, and the pillows were red, with little golden designs at the edge. The tiles on the floor were black. In fact the entire room was bathed in black. Isabella wasn't surprised one bit. A man like Antonio didn't go well with bright colours. The darkness suited him.