Content warning: ⚠️⚠️⚠️
This scene contains graphic depictions of sexual activity, sexual degradation, drug use, physical violence, and non-consensual dynamics.
Reader discretion is strongly advised.
Dane's POV:
I turn around to check once more, still unable to believe what I'm seeing.
There are six of them.
One lurks in the corner, half-hidden by a thick wooden beam.
His naked body rests against stacked crates of drugs, skin dull in the low light.
He lazily pumps himself, unhurried, as if he has all the time in the world, eyes fixed on the scene unfolding in front of him.
On the floor, a woman bounces up and down on a man's thick meat, her moans filling the room and mixing with the heavy, sour smell in the air.
She moves with frantic purpose, hips circling wildly, her red hair matted to her cheeks.
His hands come down hard from behind, smacking against her pale, soft flesh, the sharp sound echoing off the walls.
