Chapter 7
Later that night, Paris began tossing and turning, horrifying pictures of his experience at the Slave Pen haunting his sleep. He finally decided to get up and take a pill, but when he went to the bathroom and looked, he couldn’t find anything. He thought of Shayde, knowing she must surely have something, so he decided to ask her. He wandered around for a while, eventually finding himself in a corridor that led to the famous “mother-in-law” suite. He kept walking until he saw a light and noticed movement inside the room. He was very quiet as he stepped up to the opening in the door and saw Shayde reclining on a scarlet-red chaise reading a book. She was wearing a sheer black robe and nightgown, and her shining black hair sparkled in the dim lights as it hung halfway between her w
