MY WILD OBSESSION
~CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN~
I step out of the car, and the air is thick. It’s not just the heat, it’s the sound. Moans come from every direction, echoing off the pavement and the parked cars. It’s loud, raw, and completely unapologetic.
I turn to the security guard who drove us here, my voice tight. "Do you have any idea what’s happening? Is it like this every night?"
He clears his throat, looking everywhere but at me. "I’m sorry, ma’am. I don't know the specifics, but it’s called a 'sin party.'”