~Isabella POV~
Victor took my hand and led me to the back of the club through the red door. I saw a long corridor of several other closed rooms with velvet gold numbering on them.
Victor stopped suddenly and turned to me and asked, “What are you into, Princess?”
I looked at Victor, and suddenly, my heart sank. I felt I was way over my head. He must have seen the fear and hesitation in my eyes as he said, “OK, let us take it slow. Let’s go in here.”
He picked room #7. When the door opened, I saw a large room with a king-sized bed on one side of the room and a red velvet sofa on the other side. The walls were painted gold with explicit artwork depicting nude models in various positions of love making.
Directly above the bed was a large mirror on the ceiling. A bottle of wine was bei
