His world

The heavy metallic door clicked shut, its echo reverberating through the dimly lit corridor, a chilling finality that made Cathleen's skin prickle with unease. As it thudded closed, it seemed to sever her connection to the outside world, plunging her into Xavier's enigmatic realm. The sound of the latch sliding into place signaled an irrevocable commitment to whatever awaited inside.

The door itself was a formidable barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to whisper stories of past encounters within these walls. Each scratch and dent told a silent tale of secrets and desires hidden behind its imposing facade.

Cathleen hesitated for a moment, her hand lingering on the cold metal handle before she steeled herself for what lay beyond. With a deep breath, she crossed the threshold into the unknown, her heart pounding in anticipation of what Xavier had planned next.

"Fuck," she muttered under her breath, barely audible over the pulsing bass that vibrated through the