Chapter 3
Adrian stood there like a god-like figure bathed in the red glow of the room’s lighting, his skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, his grey hair shimmering like silver.
His eyes locked onto mine, piercing and intense, as he stepped into the room. “Hello, beautiful,” his deep voice rumbled, sending shivers down my spine. I remained seated, caught off guard by his commanding presence, my n*****s hardening at the mere sight of him.
“Where’s Zayn?” I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire. Adrian’s lips curved into a smirk as he approached, his movements deliberate and predatory.
He placed a finger against my lips, silencing me, then slowly slid it into my mouth. My p***y clenched at the intrusion, my body betraying me despite my attempts to remain composed. “
