As soon as our backs hit the mattress in one of the free Purple Rooms, we fall asleep.

A few hours later I wake up with a terrible headache. When I look around, I see that Shawn has fallen onto the ground and he's only holding the bed with one of his hands. I chuckle and throw a blanket over his body before I tip-toe to the door of the room.

I write something on a note for him.

See you in a bit 😊

I open the door as quietly as I can and close it behind me, seeing a client and one of the girls walking in my direction.

I freak out and run to one of the walls in this hallway that has a secret tunnel, running through the whole palace.

I press on the wall and it opens with a click. I hide inside it and close it behind me, following the signs that Elijah put inside the tunnels a few years ago.

The tunnels are only used by the "staff" of the brothel, so we can move around the palace without everyone seeing us. As Elijah puts it: "This brothel never sleeps, but we do, and not everyone has to know that."

I walk while rubbing my eyes. A few minutes later I arrive at the wall across from my new room and I push it open.

I take my leather jacket off when I close the wall - door - with my shoulder. The door of my room is half open when I walk to it, seeing Mia sitting on the bed while putting her son's clothes on.

'Morning, Mia.' I say with a soft voice.

'Hey, Cee.' She doesn't turn around to look at me.

Her son smiles at me and when his mother pulls the sweater over his head he fights his body away from her hands and runs to me.

He is so small, that his arms only wrap around my legs when he hugs me. I run my fingers through his blonde soft hair and lift him from the ground.

'How are you, Sean?' I ask, pressing a kiss on his soft cheek.

'I am very well, thank you, Celina.' He puts both his hands on my head and starts straightening my hair.

'I honestly do not know what you're so worried about, Mia. This boy is three years old and makes better sentences than I do.' I tell Mia.

'I know.' She chuckles.

'Where have you been, Cee? Normally you always sleep here or with Elijah, but yesterday you were nowhere to be found. And you look a mess!' She stands up and walks up to us, taking Sean from my hands when she smells the scent of alcohol.

'I was with Shawn at Mercury's pub yesterday. We were quite drunk after it, bla bla. Ended up in the purple room and now I'm here to take a shower and change my clothes.' I bend down to smell the pair of jeans laying on the ground next to my bed.

'I wasn't with Celina last night, mommy.' Sean tells his mother, a little confused.

'Not you, love. Another guy whose name is Sean too... only you spell it differently.' I throw the pair of jeans across the room, they smell terrible.

Mia tells me about her piece of shit of an ex as I grab clean clothes out of the closet. Sean asks if he can play in the tunnels again and I shoot Mia daggers. No one - especially children - is allowed in the tunnels except when you work here or when you're Elijah. She makes up some lame excuse as if I'm going to tell anyone? She takes Sean with her when I go to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I finish taking my shower, the room is empty. I quickly grab some lacy lingerie and my black satin bathrobe. I tie the string around my waist and run my fingers through my hair while looking in the mirror.

'The fucking prick finally managed to pick his son up.' Mia says, closing the door behind her. 'Let's go have some breakfast.'

I nod and wait until Mia is wearing the right clothes too - you might call it our uniform - before we walk out of our room to the kitchen. A few men greet us on our way there and I smile at them, pushing at the swing door of the kitchen. I hear a familiar - male - voice when I enter the room and to my surprise I see Shawn sitting at the dinner table with a bowl of cereal in front of him, listening to one of the girls telling him a story.

I stop dead in my tracks and look at them, trying to make sense of what's happening here.

'I fell off a stage too!' Shawn says, laughing.

My eyes widen a little.

'We know that! It's all over YouTube!' She laughs.

I frown, staring at them. What the fuck is Shawn doing in the only room where clients aren't allowed? His eyes scan the room and when he sees me his face lights up.

'Celina.' He says with a smile on his face.

'Hey.' I walk to the fridge and grab a cold bottle of water, sitting down at the head of the table at least five seats away from Shawn.

He takes another bite of his cereal and continues talking to the girl in front of him. She jumps up from her chair, captivated by her own story. I look at Shawn, wondering what he's doing here and how he got here in the first place. No one ever finds this room.

'Mr Mendes?' Elijah's voice sounds surprised when he walks inside.

'Hello, Mr Lockhart.' Shawn responds, focusing his attention back on the girl.

He surprises me. We are in a room full of half-naked ladies, but Shawn somehow keeps looking them in the eyes. Not looking at any of us like we're some object or a piece of meat like most men do. I take a sip of my water and feel the ice-cold stream run down my throat.

'I'm sorry to inform you this, but clients - men - are not allowed in this room.' Elijah says.

'It's fine, Eli! He was just looking for Cee and we found him wandering the hallways so I asked him to wait in here. Everyone was fine with it. Don't make a big deal.' She waves her hand at Elijah.

'Are you seeing this?' He whispers in my ear.

'Yup, sure am.'

I stand up from my chair and watch Mia making herself a cup of coffee. I tell her about yesterday and my three-day-deal with Shawn. She points at him when he starts laughing again. I nod my head and start to get annoyed by it.

'Ok, I have to work. I'll see you guys later.' I make my way to the door and stop right in front of it when I realise that my "work" is sitting at the table, eating cereal.

I walk to him and grab his arm, practically pulling him away from the table. Shawn chuckles and stands up, letting me drag him out of the kitchen.

When the door falls closed behind us, he puts his hand around my throat and pushes me against the wall, hovering over me. He places his free hand on the wall next to my head.

'Well, well, well. Look who got jealous.' Shawn whispers close to my face.

'I didn't get jealous...' I say the word like it's a curse word. 'I didn't like your laugh.'

'Everyone likes my laugh.'

'Well, I don't.' I move my face a little closer to his and he lets me.

Just when Shawn closes his eyes because he thinks I'm about to kiss him, he loosens his grip around my throat and I duck away under his arms, walking to the stairs backwards. Shawn turns around and chuckles when he realizes I'm not kissing him here.

'Take me to the Blue Room.' Shawn says, his voice low.

My heart skips a beat and a smirk appears on my face. I run up the stairs and hear Shawn's footsteps follow me.

We walk to the Blue Room in a rush and I grab the key out of the small safe next to the door, my hands trembling when I try to open the room.

Shawn steps closer, resting his hand on my hip, starting to kiss my neck as I still struggle to open the door. He presses his body against mine and I feel his hard cock through his pants. I swallow hard and feel Shawn's fingertips run down my arm until he reaches my hand so he can help me open the door.

The door slides open and we walk inside, Shawn's body still pressed against my back. When he steps away it's suddenly really cold. He closes the door and locks it, walking to the side of the room where there is no bed.

I see him looking at the walls that are meant for tying up, but his eyes slide to the ceiling just a few seconds later. A smirk appears on his face when he pulls at a string and a wooden stick, tied to a few ropes comes down from the ceiling. The suspension bar. I stare at him, watching his every move.

'Come here.' He orders.

I walk to him and he rests his hands on my shoulders, his face a few inches away from mine. My bathrobe falls to the floor and Shawn's hands roam my body, his hands tugging at my bra. He bends down and sucks my nipple while he unclips the back of my bra and lets it fall to the ground.

Shawn steps away, pressing a soft kiss on my lips before he walks to the suspension bar hanging from the ceiling. He opens both handcuffs at each end of the stick, telling me to walk to him.

'Good girl.' He says when he grabs one of my hands.

Carefully, he lifts my arm, closing the handcuff around my wrist as it holds my arm in the air. My other arm is in the same place within a few seconds.

Shawn pulls his t-shirt off from his back and throws it somewhere on the ground. The sudden space between our bodies when Shawn steps away leaves me vulnerable. I see him stare at my body with his arms crossed in front of his bare chest.

'You're... wow... just wow.' Shawn says with a smile on his face.

I smile too and look away for a moment. A few seconds later, Shawn drops himself to his knees in front of me and grabs my ankle.

I'm still wearing my heels and I think he's fine with it.

He puts my leg on his shoulder, his mouth almost touching my pussy.

I look down at the sight of Shawn on his knees between my legs and I can't help but smile while looking at the soft curls on his head. I want to run my fingers through them, but I can't.

Shawn's cold finger pulls at the edge of my panties and he moves it to the side.

He looks up at me with soft eyes before I feel one finger slide inside. I try to move away from him but the suspension bar keeps me in my place.

His hot tongue starts moving against my clit, drawing circles in a steady rhythm. I moan and the pleasure starts to build quickly.

'Remember to ask if you want to come, princess.' Shawn tells me between my legs.

I mumble something in between my moans and my legs start to shake a little. I throw my head back when Shawn adds another finger, he starts to move faster with his tongue while he moves his fingers inside me, curling them up and hitting the perfect spot.

I look down at him and see him touching himself through his jeans with his only free hand.

He moans softly against me and the sound sends waves of pleasure through my whole body. My whole body shakes because of the best orgasm I've ever had.

Just when I exhale, I feel Shawn standing up. Ooopsie. I forgot to ask if I could come.

I just look at him, biting my bottom lip. I'm not going to mention it if he doesn't.

He stares into my eyes and I can swear his eyes just turned a shade darker.

'You didn't ask for permission to come.' Shawn says, towering over me.

'I know. What are you going to do about it?' I ask, looking up at him with challenging eyes.

He smirks and moves his mouth next to my ear.

'I'm going to fuck you until you scream my name and beg for mercy.' He whispers.

'Take it easy on my heart.' I whisper back, knowing it'll probably piss him off more when I use a line from his own song.

Shawn groans and walks around the room and stops when he's standing behind me.

'Spread your legs.' He says, pushing my legs apart with his foot.

I feel his big hand on the small of my back and he pushes it down, making it easier for him to slide inside. His hand lands on my butt and I moan, feeling it burn.

'That's for defying me.'

Again.

'That's for always commenting on everything.'

I feel the tip of his hard cock press at my entrance. His hands move to my hips and he pulls my body to his when he slides inside me.

I moan and my eyes roll back in my head. One of Shawn's hands moves to my hair and he pulls my head back until my back is against his chest. His hips keep rocking back and forth, pounding hard. He moans too and his other arm wraps around my body. My knees buckle as the pleasure keeps building in my abdomen.

'Don't come until I say you can.' Shawn growls in my ear.

'I-- I can't.'

Just when I almost come, Shawn pulls out. I feel so empty without him. I sigh when he steps in front of me.

'Why did you do that?' I ask, a little out of breath.

'"Sir".' Shawn says.

I roll my eyes.

'Why did you do that, Sir?' I ask again, my wrists still handcuffed.

'Because you didn't listen.'

He steps to me and opens the handcuffs and as soon as my arms are free, he wraps his big hand around my throat, pulling me to him. He presses a soft kiss on my lips before pushing me towards the bed and forcing me down on my back.

Shawn lets go of my throat and grabs my legs, lifting them in the air before pulling my panties aside again.

I admire his naked body when he slides inside of me. He moves slowly and kisses his way to my breasts, leaving a trace of wet kisses.

I moan when his tongue slides over my nipple. His other hand is between my legs, drawing circles on my clit as he starts to move a little faster, pounding into me.

Shawn takes my nipple between his teeth and pulls softly before letting it go and standing up. I moan when his hand wraps around my throat again. I grab his wrist and close my eyes when I feel his hard cock deep inside me.

The pleasure in my body starts to build again and when Shawn's eyes meet mine he gives me a small nod.

My orgasm rushes over me and I scream Shawn's name when he keeps pounding into me until he comes too. He moans loudly and spills into the condom before collapsing onto me, panting into my hair.

'God, that was amazing.' He whispers.

I chuckle and wrap my arms around his shoulders, holding him against my body. His damp skin feels like silk under my fingertips and I run my fingers through his hair, feeling his soft curls.

I normally never touch a client like this - unless I have to - and the weird thing is, I like doing this with him. His body, his hair, everything is just so perfect. 

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