Chapter 257: Stay or Leave
Noah leaned back after speaking, casually hooking his foot under Cecilia’s.
“Mr. Mitchell, why are you like this? Can’t you give a girl some dignity? No need to call it out just because you see through it,” Cecilia said, letting out a coquettish laugh. She giggled shyly and leaned so close that her whole body was practically pressed against Noah’s leg.
“Slut! Look at what you left on my foot!” Noah sneered. He moved his foot slightly and felt the sticky residue.
Caroline watched the scene, unsure if it was a repeat of what Noah and Jason had done to her earlier, or something else. All she knew was that she felt a hollow ache below and instinctively squeezed her thighs together.
“Looks like you’re just as filthy! Watching me handle Cecilia is already making you react, huh? Am I right?” Noah teased.
Seeing Caroline’s reaction, Noah reached out and grabbed her chest, squeezing hard.
“N-no… I didn’t,” Caroline murmured in weak protest.
Even now, Caroline couldn’t bring herself to admit how deeply repressed yet wanton she truly was. But deep down, she’d known ever since that time at the Halfmoon Manor when she overheard Claire and Frederick making love. And later, after Zachary had “trained” her, it became even clearer. She’d come to accept how easily she could be aroused, often thinking back to those wild scenes or even dreaming of similar chaos at night. Yet, in her heart, there was always an obsession—an almost maddening desire to have Frederick. That was why she refused to admit that she’d lose control under other men, too. After all, she’d spent four long years waiting by Frederick’s side, enduring hardship and using every trick to stay close to him. Deep down, she believed it was right to only give in to madness under Frederick. But that wasn’t the truth. This had barely started, and she already felt overwhelmed.
Caroline suddenly remembered something her college roommate once said: “A woman who’s untouched is fine, but once she’s aware, she’ll be insatiable! Once you’ve tasted that kind of euphoric pleasure, you’ll covet it, even get addicted.” At the time, she thought her roommate was exaggerating. Back then, she’d just started working near Frederick and had never been in a relationship. She did want to date, but none of the men around her seemed good enough. Especially after witnessing her mother Effie’s unhappy marriage, Caroline was determined to climb higher and find someone powerful. When she was younger and hadn’t met Frederick yet, all she wanted was to marry a wealthy man. But the moment she saw Frederick, she was completely captivated by him. And honestly, a man like him was one in a million. You couldn’t find many like him in all of Kingstown. So over the years, Caroline remained single. She was quite attractive and had plenty of suitors, but she never accepted any of them. That was until she heard about Anna and Frederick. For the first time, she realized the man she’d been dreaming about was within reach. That night, she didn’t sleep a wink. She lay awake until dawn, her mind racing with fantasies.
“What are you thinking about? Still distracted while you’re in my hands? Looks like I’ve been too gentle with you,” Noah said, tilting his head as he bit her neck. Noah noticed Caroline spacing out and leaned in to bite her neck.
“Ah! No, Mr. Mitchell, I just…” Caroline yelped, quickly trying to explain. She cried out in pain, hurriedly trying to speak.
‘Jason, take her to the dark room,” Noah ordered, cutting her off. Noah didn’t give her a chance to explain and told Jason to lead her to the dark room.
Noah’s place was large—four bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms. He usually lived there alone. The master bedroom was his personal space. The second bedroom was often occupied by a woman, one he would rotate out whenever he found someone new. Of the remaining rooms, one was a study, and the other he had converted into a dark room—not for photos, but for other purposes. It wasn’t for developing pictures; instead, it was filled with various tools and devices. Everything was for “play,” with some for men, others for women. There was nothing you could imagine that wasn’t there. The selection was as comprehensive as it was shocking. In the center of the dark room was a small bed, resembling a massage table but wider and larger. To be precise, it was more like a hospital bed, with adjustable height and angles.
Jason led Caroline to the dark room, and as the door opened, she froze. Her steps felt as heavy as lead; she couldn’t move another inch.
“Get on the bed!” Noah, now casually dressed in a bathrobe, walked over and commanded her. Caroline turned to face him. Caroline glanced at the small bed, hesitating. She could already imagine what was about to happen. The chaotic images in her mind made her falter. It seemed like Noah was even more ruthless than Zachary.
“If you don’t want to, then leave! You still have a choice,” Noah barked.