3.
I followed him into the bedroom. His bedroom, probably. When we entered, he turned on a few small side-table lamps, lighting up the surroundings.
The bed was large and round, perfectly in the centre of the room, which was also circular, with two open bay-windows that allowed the cold night air to enter. Adrian closed both of them and closed the curtains.
At the base of the walls there was a blue cupboard, which matched the furnishings. The floor was composed of old wooden beams, left raw, antique and covered in some places by different Persian rugs.
He told me to lie down on the bed. I did. Looking up I saw that the ceiling was one big mirror, like on the set of a porno movie.
I began untying my blouse, scared. Adrian took my left wrist and he took it to his mouth before I could ev
