After an hour-long drive, they finally arrived at their destination. Juliette, who was the first to see the building in front of her, felt a chill run down her spine, knowing that whatever awaited her inside, no one would be there to help her.
Juliette glanced briefly at Robbin and saw that he was busy on the phone with someone. From what Juliette overheard, it was business talk, and Robbin was speaking to one of his business associates. The man was cunning, sly, and manipulative, as evident from his expression and triumphant smile.
The car eventually stopped in front of the building’s lobby, and Robbin’s door opened, followed by her own. Juliette swallowed nervously and looked at Robbin, who was watching her intently from the other side of the car, almost daring her to do something reckless, like run away. Of course, Juliette wasn’t that foolish. Even if she tried to escape, Robbin’s men, who were guarding them, would catch her-or worse, Robbin himself. Besides, if she ran, she did not know the layout of the Swiss city. She was in a foreign country, and all her important documents, like her passport and ID, were in Robbin’s possession.
So, with heavy steps and a racing heart, Juliette walked toward Robbin, took his offered hand, and followed him into the building. “Where are we now?” Juliette dared to ask.
“A nightclub.”
“A nightclub?” Juliette repeated, incredulous. She glanced around the entire lobby area and thought the building looked more like a five-star hotel than a nightclub.
“Yes, Kitten. This isn’t an ordinary nightclub, though; it’s an exclusive club where all patrons are members.”
Juliette lowered her head, hiding her scorn from both Robbin and anyone else in the lobby. She still needed to understand the mindset of the elite. Why not have an exclusive bus service for members, too? She lifted her head again and noticed that everyone around them was dressed in luxurious clothing. The women were in elegant evening gowns, perfect for a nightclub atmosphere, while the men wore suits that must have cost a fortune.
They stopped in front of what seemed like a reception area. Still, it was only for confirming memberships and issuing entry cards. Afterwards, Juliette noticed a large man dressed in an all-black suit escorting them to a special elevator located down one of the hallways. The man in the black suit pressed the button, and the elevator doors opened. They stepped inside.
Juliette realized that Robbin’s arm hadn’t left her waist the entire time, even when he had been talking to the receptionist minutes ago. Before she knew it, the elevator stopped on the tenth floor, which was the top floor of the building. They stepped out and entered a lavish hall.
Robbin led her to the main door, which had a card scanner for access. It didn’t take long before they entered the nightclub area. The music thumped, and disco lights occasionally lighted the dark atmosphere, but what made this club different from others was the high-class appearance of everyone there. The dance floor was only occupied by strippers and other entertainers, happily displaying their bodies to the refined men in the club.
Rows of expensive alcohol bottles decorated the background, marble floors of the highest quality gleamed, and a large chandelier sparkled each time the disco lights hit it. These were things Juliette had never seen in the nightclubs she used to frequent with her friends. She swallowed hard as Robbin directed her to a room on the second floor, which she guessed was for VIP guests. Juliette couldn’t understand. If the club was already private, why would there be a VIP room?
Once inside the room, Robbin immediately sat Juliette on his lap, giving several instructions to the guards and servants standing near the door. After he was done, Robbin loosened the tie around his collar, his eyes never leaving Juliette’s figure. When the drinks Robbin had ordered arrived, and they were alone again, Robbin finally spoke to Juliette, “Aren’t you going to pour me a drink?”
Juliette bit her lower lip and decided to do as the man wanted. She briefly glanced at Robbin’s relaxed posture as he leaned back on the sofa, her heart pounding because his dark eyes clearly reflected an unmistakable desire. Juliette’s breath caught as she felt Robbin’s soft, sensual touch on her back, making her want to run as far away as possible, but of course, she held herself back.
With trembling hands, Juliette poured the alcohol from the bottle into the crystal glass, added a few ice cubes, and handed the glass to Robbin. He immediately took it from her, and Juliette saw the crooked smile on his face, a smile that sent a shiver down her spine. “What do you think of this place?”
“Umm…”
Robbin took a sip of his drink and continued, “This is my secret place. And this nightclub is also one of my most valuable assets.”
“You…” Juliette’s words were cut short when the door leading out of the room was knocked on three times. After receiving permission from Robbin, the door opened, and the person who knocked appeared. A woman, estimated to be around forty years old, dressed elegantly with perfect makeup, smiled at Robbin.
“Good evening, Master D.” Juliette’s entire body tensed up upon hearing the name from the woman’s lips. Her memory flashed back to the phone conversation she had with Robbin-Master D. The call revealed to Juliette the existence of the name ‘Master D.’ Was Robbin in this place when he terrorized her?
“Would you like one of the women here to accompany you as usual? Today, Julia has no clients, and she’s eager to entertain you tonight.”
Robbin said nothing, but the expression on his face showed that the woman’s arrival irritated him. “Or would you like me to have Julia wait for you in the special room-”
“Stop, Margaret.” Robbin’s baritone voice cut sharply, interrupting the woman, whom Juliette now guessed was the madam overseeing the club’s escorts. “Leave, and don’t bother me.”
“Very well, Master D.”
Before Margaret turned to leave, Robbin added, “Prepare a beautiful red dress for my woman. She wants to dance and entertain me.” Only then did Margaret notice Juliette sitting stiffly on Robbin’s lap.
Juliette herself wondered why the woman hadn’t noticed her before, but she didn’t dwell on such trivial things. Besides, Juliette had vowed never to set foot in this place again. The beauty and luxury that the club displayed successfully masked the dark, mysterious aura that filled it.
The woman, Margaret, examined Juliette’s figure. As if she were an expert at guessing clothing sizes, she nodded before stepping out of the room, closing the door firmly behind her. “Well then, while we wait, how about you sing me a song? You have a beautiful voice, and I know it.”
“Robbin, please stop all this…”
“Are you going to sing for me, or do I have to make you sing and scream for me? And I guarantee, if I’m the one doing it, your body will enjoy what I’ll do.”
“Alright. Fine. I’ll sing for you.” After two songs and several glasses of alcohol-for Robbin-Margaret returned with the item Robbin had requested. She placed the red dress on the table before bowing and leaving the room.
“Change into your dress.”
“Alright.” Juliette was about to get up from Robbin’s lap, but his hands, gripping her waist tightly, stopped her. “Robbin, I need to-”
“Call me Master D here. Isn’t that the name you know me by?”
“Robb-Master D, let me change in the bathroom.”
Robbin shook his head and said, “Change in front of me. I want you to do it for me.”
‘He really is insane,’ Juliette thought to herself, but she didn’t protest. There was no point in resisting or arguing about her privacy; the man wouldn’t listen and would likely do something even crazier that Juliette couldn’t predict. So, she complied. With flushed cheeks and a pounding heart, she undressed in front of-no, instead on top of-Robbin.
Her embarrassment doubled as his dark eyes roamed over her bare body, filled with a lustful gaze. Juliette flinched as his hands slowly cupped her breasts. “You really are tempting me, Kitten.”
Hastily, Juliette put on the red dress that had been provided for her. Once she was dressed, she looked at Robbin with a gaze that said, ‘I’ve done what you asked, now what do you want?’
“Robbin, let go of me so I can dance for you.”
Robbin shook his head. “Who said you could get away from me?”
“What do you mean?”
Robbin adjusted Juliette’s position so she could sit on his lap and face him. Her legs straddled him, their eyes locked, and their lips were almost touching. Juliette could feel Robbin’s warm breath on her face, and she turned pale as his large hands caressed her exposed thighs, caused by the red dress riding up in this position. “Now, dance for me. Seduce me.”
“Master D…”
Robbin leaned into the crook of Juliette’s neck, placing feather-light kisses, leaving red, wet marks in their wake. His hands squeezed her buttocks sensually. “Do it, Kitten.”
Juliette gave in and did as Robbin ordered. She danced on his lap with graceful, seductive movements, capturing Robbin’s full attention, unable to tear his gaze away from the angelic figure on his lap.
In the middle of the dance, Juliette felt Robbin’s hands sliding dangerously close to her intimate area, and that was something Juliette wanted to avoid. She didn’t want to engage with Robbin like that again, especially after their last encounter on the jet. She tried to push his hand away, swatting it away from her most private area, but all she got was a chuckle. Robbin’s hand then moved to tear the underwear Juliette was wearing. Instantly, Juliette shut her eyes, and a single tear fell down her cheek. She tried to pull away, to distance herself from him, but all her efforts were in vain.
Her blood drained from her head when she heard the sound of a zipper being opened. Juliette bit her lower lip, trying to stifle a scream as she felt her body lifted. With one mighty thrust, Robbin entered her, filling her with his large, hard manhood.
“And now the real show begins,” Robbin whispered into Juliette’s ear.
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Juliette took a deep breath and shifted uncomfortably. The lower part of her body felt wet and sore, and to make things worse, nothing was covering her from the waist down. Her eyes were swollen from crying. She glanced over at Robbin, who was sleeping soundly beside her, passed out from the alcohol that had entered his system. At least, for now, Juliette could have a break from Robbin’s madness.
Once again, she scanned the room. Robbin had brought her to a place Margaret had earlier referred to as the “special room.” It turned out to be a bedroom with black accents. The furniture, floor, walls, and carpet were all black, with only a few items featuring hints of another colour-red. A row of cabinets lined one side of the room, but Juliette didn’t want to guess what was inside, and besides, she couldn’t see because the cabinet doors were locked. The leading light in the room, a small chandelier, had been turned off and replaced by bedside lamps on both sides of the bed.
She took another deep breath to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside her. Carefully, Juliette wrapped a thin blanket around her body. She briefly shut her eyes, feeling a surge of embarrassment at seeing Robbin’s bare, unclothed body. Quickly, Juliette grabbed the thicker blanket that was still folded at the foot of the bed and spread it over Robbin’s body to cover him.
She thought about how her mother would react if she knew what had just happened between her and Robbin. Juliette felt so broken inside and wanted to cry her heart out, but she held back, not wanting to wake the monster sleeping beside her. She had to find a way to escape from Robbin’s insane obsession. After all, they were family. And then there was Leo-thinking of her boyfriend made Juliette’s tears flow even harder. She covered her mouth to stifle her sobs.
She missed her mother. She missed her old life. She missed Leo. It was suffocating, and Juliette had no idea how to make the pain stop. She didn’t even know how to heal the gaping wound in her heart. Juliette glanced at Robbin, her hand reaching out to brush his cheek, which had a faint layer of stubble. The handsome face of the man who had always been her protector, her supporter, and who had always been there for her. But now, all of Robbin’s actions felt like lies.
Robbin had promised to protect her, but who would protect her from him? No one.
Juliette exhaled sharply and stared at Robbin’s jacket, which was draped over the sofa, her ears perking up at the sound of a notification. A phone! Juliette didn’t have a phone with her, but Robbin did. Hope flickered in her heart. Juliette made sure Robbin was still sound asleep before she got up and walked over to the sofa. She rummaged through the jacket, searching every pocket, and smiled as her hand touched what she was looking for.
Quickly, Juliette pulled Robbin’s phone from the jacket and stared at the screen in disbelief. She walked back to the bed and took Robbin’s hand, pressing his thumb against the phone’s screen to unlock it. At least she didn’t need to bother figuring out the password with Robbin’s fingerprint.
Juliette’s heart raced as she opened the messaging app. The first thing she needed to check was the truth. She went through the messages and found proof of her conversations with Robbin. Then she checked the call history, where the names Aldrich and… Juliette gasped when she saw the names Dion and Christian. She glanced at Robbin, but for some reason, her shock only lasted a moment. Of course, Robbin wouldn’t do all this alone. He was a busy man. She would ask Robbin about Dion and Christian’s involvement later. Right now, there was something more important to do.
Juliette opened the gallery, videos, and files, and almost everything was about her. Shaking her head, Juliette scrolled through the files. Still, her fingers froze when another notification came in, and she accidentally read it.
“I’ve taken care of Daisy as per your instructions, Mr. Eduardo.”
Juliette stared at the screen in disbelief. She was too stunned to notice the movement behind her until it was too late. She screamed when the phone was snatched from her hand. Spinning around, her face went pale when she saw Robbin’s furious expression.
“Ro… Robby… w-what…”
“What are you doing with my phone, Juliette?”
“You…” Robbin glanced at the message notification that had appeared on his phone and smirked. “Robbin… you…”
“Are you thinking of running away from me now, Kitten?”
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