Chapter 2

Clara’s POV.

I glanced over at Eric, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to bust out of my chest, but he just shrugged those broad shoulders like none of this filthy shit mattered, his face still cold and detached as ever even with that girl practically humping his leg beside him.

The whole circle was watching me now, grins and dirty laughs spreading as one of the ladies cranked up some slow, sultry music that thumped low and nasty through the soundproof walls, the bass vibrating right up between my thighs where my pussy was already betraying me with fresh slick.

My legs...