Chapter 3 Deadly heat

Stella stared at me, looking for a mistake, looking for me to blush or be horrified. Clear mind, I repeated to myself. Then I looked straight at her, not feeling overwhelmed. "You are a very beautiful woman." I said, my voice velvety, biting my lip slightly. That satisfied her, she smiled and held out her hand for me to shake. "Then I'll give you the job information. You know, the other girl ran away as soon as she saw me like that, as soon as I got close. I knew she wasn't the one." She got closer and closer. She was so close that her skin slowly brushed against mine. My breathing accelerated. I understood what she was trying to do, she was trying to shock me, to test me to see how much of my modesty and innocence I had. I hadn't even seen adult movies before, so this situation was completely new to me. But I had to do it, justice depended only on me, I had to investigate the crime from the inside. And that meant only one thing, I had to adapt to this damn castle. "I'm not afraid of wishes." I murmured; my voice soft. She spoke in a musical tone and stared at me, coming closer. She began to write some things in her notebook that I couldn't read. Surely, she was writing down what she observed in me. "I see you are a very beautiful girl." she said, stroking my hair. "In this place your beauty is most appreciated. We do different kinds of shows, do you follow me?" I nodded my head, the praise making me feel less embarrassed to be dressed so provocatively. The heat began to rise from my body, my God, this was so new to me. "Yes, I understand." I replied with conviction. I had to convey confidence. She smiled. "We will give you everything you want, food, luxury, you will have access to the whole castle. But you will have to do the job, you see, we have no limits here. You will have to be a professional actress, let yourself be carried away by the heat, the waves of passion that whip our bodies here. You will obey Daemon, first you will be his submissive. He is a gentleman; I guarantee it will be fun at first." she winked. I didn't understand what she was referring to, I was already starting to worry. When she saw my confused expression, she let out a giggle. She stroked my hair and then my face, as if to reassure me. "One of the three bosses has to choose you, that's the test to see if you can stay. It will be fun, since I liked you, you will start with Daemon. If he chooses you, you will be his." I felt my body tense, she was staring at me to see if I was ready to take the deal. She mentioned shows, chores, things I would have to do to fit in. This was the moment I would either have to run forever or accept and find out the truth about my sister's killer. Stella waited for my answer. "I'm anxious to begin." I said smiling. Burning courage beat in my heart. I had made my decision, I hoped I would not regret it. I looked at Stella, who seemed pleased with my answer. "There are no telephones here, no communication with the sad outside world. Remember, Cady, you will be in the world of pleasure. We do not pollute the environment with communication." Stella led me around the room, showing me that we had to go into the narrow hallway. I left all the cell phones in a box, they were fake, of course I would not risk my identity being discovered. My plan was meticulously organized. My sister did not resemble me physically, they would not notice our relationship. My God, we were going to enter the mansion, the real one. Now I would have to accept the decision I had made. "Are you a virgin?" she asked, steps before we entered, at the foot of the door. I couldn't lie, my eyes betrayed me. She moved her hand to my breast, seeing my nipple peeking out. Her soft fingers slowly traced my collarbone. "I guessed as much. This will make your arrival more interesting." She smiled, his eyes sparkling. I walked forward, my eyes inspecting everything. I had to record all the images for myself so I could write it all down when I was alone. My research had to be detailed, I couldn't miss a single detail. Stella opened the door and motioned for me to enter. The huge entrance opened and a pleasant fresh air came from inside. It was an air-conditioned environment with a pleasant, cool temperature. She took my arm and walked beside me. There were many different aromas. The aroma of hazelnut, chocolate and vanilla were strong. A lady was sitting on a sofa, wearing a tulle dress that showed every part of her body. She smiled at us and walked over to Stella. The two greeted each other politely, as if they were two ladies of royalty. "Meet Cady." She looked at me kindly. "This is Sam, Eduard's property." "We have a lot of fun here." Sam said with a smile. "I see Stella hasn't told you one of the main rules of the castle." Sam scanned me with his eyes. Apparently, my clothes weren't appropriate for the moment. "But let's leave that until tomorrow. I don't want to stress you out, sweetheart." Sam sat back down on the sofa. I tried not to notice that the two girls were naked, as if it was perfectly normal. My legs were shaking. I had to control myself, I couldn't weaken now. "I'll show you your room. It's the new girls' room." She said, her eyes on me. She pushed my hips forward in a gesture that amused her. We climbed the stairs and I felt as if each step was leading me to my doom. I felt like a total prude, shame creeping up on me again. I walked back and forth, wondering if I could ever get used to it. I tried not to look around because the moans told me everything. Even if I had to look, I tried to concentrate only on the physical places and remember every detail. I was fooling myself, what I needed to look at where the people, everyone there was suspicious. Even Stella and Sam. I concentrated, I concentrated. I looked to the side. On a small island in the living room there was a Jacuzzi in which a man in his mid-twenties was completely naked, with a huge manhood and eyes as black as night. Everyone there seemed to have total freedom from nudity. It wasn't so bad, I told myself. Only the sight of his member almost made me blush. It was crazy, completely crazy. Sam stopped at a rust-colored door with the number three engraved in a gold frame. It was shiny, beautiful. He opened the door and what I thought was the most modest room in the hotel was a whole palace just for me. It dazzled me; it was a place so luxurious it would have left anyone speechless. It was a room with immaculate white tiles. The curtains were cream with delicate gold threads. Sam and Stella retired, night was falling and I watched through the window as the moon lit up the vast garden.