chapter hundred-and-one

warning: this chapter is labelled mature for it contents elements of bdsm practice. viewer discretion is advised.

[ IN WHICH HE REVEALS A PART OF HIMSELF ]

ROME'S P.O.V —

“Where are you taking me?”

At the sound of her disconcerted voice, I stop pulling her behind me.

I pause in my tracks for a moment, and I turn to stare at her. She shifts, foot to foot, rubbing her left wrist; the wrist I had previously been holding. A subtle feeling of shame falls over me. I hadn't known I had been gripping her hard. I didn't mean to cause her discomfort or pain. All I had meant to do was show her a special room inside of my Mansion — a special room that only I had accessed to. But of course, I had been excited and nervous, also a little scared. Maybe that is why I had gripped her that tightly. I was afraid that she might run from me once she saw the room; once she saw the other side of me.

I am still afraid, but I manage to say, “I want to show you something.”

“Hate to break it you, but I do not