Chapter Thirty-Eight

Nikolai had brought her to the private bathrooms in his office on the second floor of the training center. He left her to shower while he billowed into her closet to get a T-shirt and another pair of jeans. Thank god she had opted to turn the light off inside it or she would’ve had some serious explaining to do.

Liora spent an hour beneath the hot water, rubbing her skin until it was pink and all evidence of blood and cum was gone. Only her soul bore the stains of what she was starting to become.

There was no washing that off, so she quickly grabbed the clothes left for her on the bathroom counter, blushing at the pink lace underwear neatly folded on top. Putting her clothes on in record time, she raked her hand through her damp hair, avoiding the mirror completely.

“You’re still here?” She startled. Nikolai leaned casually on the front of the desk, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his dress pants. His tux fitted to his body like a glove and his hair was gelled down into a tight,