There was an awkward silence as we walked through the dimly lit streets.
The girl beside me scanned her surroundings with terrified eyes, her head swiveling at every shadow and sound. Whenever shady figures lurking in doorways turned their gazes toward her, I felt a small tug at my leg as she pressed closer to me.
I hadn't said a single word since we left the auction hall. The moment she accepted my hand, I simply walked, and she followed.
But the problem gnawing at my mind was simple yet overwhelming.
What the hell do I do next?
It was eleven at night, and exhaustion had seeped into my very bones. I had eaten some food in the morning, and now my stomach felt like it was consuming itself from the inside.
I had been traveling since dawn, and in the evening I had spent my energy fucking ten women.
Well, some of them had enjoyed it so thoroughly that I felt dominated by the end.
