Chapter 13

Vanessa

This is better than him killing me, right?

At least, that's what I try to convince myself to get through this.

I walk on my hands and knees behind him. Sweat trickles down my back, creating a cold trail in its wake. The aching between my legs is almost unbearable now. I can feel wetness leaking down my thighs, I just hope no one else is able to see it.

This whole thing is fucking humiliating, but I can't deny the strange arousal I feel as Diego parades me around like I'm some exotic creature.

There must be seriously something wrong with me!

I release a small breath of relief as we return to the room resembling a serial killer's basement. My eyes meet Diego's, and a wicked smirk plays on his lips. "Your turn, Danny," he says with chilling calmness.

My mouth parts, but I don't dare make a sound. As fucked up as it is, I did earn this punishment. I should be grateful he didn't just pull out a gun and shoot me in the head.

While Danny leads me, I fix my gaze straig