Page 3 of Curiosity

Confused, I watched as he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and then… sank his teeth into her neck.

Deep.

I watched on bated breath until I saw the trickle of blood.

What?!

What?!

I turned away, nearly crashing into another server as I took off, too shocked to bother making sure I was heading in the same direction I’d come from. As I moved, my gaze fell to other sets of people – some in conversation about mundane things, some full-blown fucking.

Right next to each other.

The mood will change promptly at midnight.

It was only 12:22.

I pushed through another door, sucking in a breath of fresh air thatwasn’tcontaminated by the pheromones and incense and… whatever else.

I turned to look back at the doorway – just a simple slab, unadorned with anything that might indicate the debauchery happening on the other side.

Because the guests hadn’tneededwarning.

This had to be what they were here for.

I swallowed hard, taking another breath as I took in my surroundings, which were emptier than I would’ve expected.

Eerily.

In one direction, floor to ceiling windows looked out on a lavish pool area illuminated only by moonlight. The other direction led to a hall, which was where I took my chances.

Semi-public sex?

Scandalous sure, but nothing to betootwisted in a bunch about.

Bitingpeople though?

Not a little throes-of-passion nibble, a fuckingbite?

That was entirely too much.

It waspasttime for me to go.

I hoped the hall would connect back to the front entryway I remembered, but it just took me deeper and deeper into the labyrinthian layout of the house. I was right on the verge of doing what I should’ve done in the first place – texting my contact person – when heavy, fast footsteps caught my attention in the hall.

Instant panic rushed through me.

The footsteps were getting closer, at a speed that gave me a clear impression whoever was coming my way wouldn’t mean me any good.

I needed to hide.

I tried the door handle closest to me, and when that one didn’t budge, tried another.

And another.

The footsteps were right around the corner when I tried one last door – to mycompleterelief, it opened. I hurriedly slipped inside, closing it behind me and turning the lock. With my ear pressed to the door, I listened for whoever had been coming.

After a moment, muffled laughter carried through the door, accompanied by the indistinct murmurs of at least two different people.

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