Chapter 118 Hope And Fear (I)

• Papa’s club was horrible. A place for the filthy of the filthiest. Maksim hated this place and did his best to avoid it, but tonight, he couldn’t. Whatever fetish or kink you wanted to explore was found here. Powerful men and women frequented it to experience their darkest, kinkiest desires, their masks keeping their identities a secret. They knew him, but most of them didn’t know Camilla, hence why he needed her to wear a mask. He could feel her gaze on him as she awaited a reply.
• Touching the tip of the mask that rested on her nose, he said, “Sometimes, the people here need a subtle reminder to behave.”
• She wrenched the mask off her face. “I don’t understand, Alek. What’s this place?”