Chapter 142

• The castle is home to other surprising, though far less erotic, sights. One such is the beautiful library Isabelle stumbles onto after leaving Sean stunned in the stable. Browsing through the tomes that she can only wish to comprehend, Isabelle finds herself wondering why James would decide to toss her despite his promise she would not be punished. How ironic to be tortured for that which he finds so attractive - her ability to enjoy even the most depraved of erotic actions. Voices approach - worried her presence is not welcome in the library, she hides underneath a large wooden table upon which a floor length table cloth hangs.
• A man and a woman are talking in hushed tones at a frenetic pace. The woman has a high, whiny voice; she wheedles her conversation partner, "Do you not enjoy my presence more?"
• The man's voice who answers sounds familiar, but Isabelle does not dare to peek from her hiding spot to see to whom the voice belongs, "Darling, you simply are not aggressive enough. When you become accustomed to a certain desire, especially the desire of which we speak, you become addicted, and you demand it."