The lounge went dead quiet, the orgy's moans dipping for a split second, like the whole room held its breath. Eyes widened, jaws dropped. The five women stood frozen, their naked bodies glistening under the lights, lips parting in shock, their curves catching every eye.
A guy nearby stopped mid-thrust, his partner whining under him with a frustrated "Hey!" but he didn't care, too busy staring at the showdown unfolding.
Victoria's face flushed, her calm cracking, lips pressing tight into a thin line.
She opened her mouth to speak, but Devon cut her off, nodding slow, his eyes never leaving hers, pinning her in place. "You want me to join the Velvet Circle, don't you? Then strip. Right now."
The words hit like a bomb, exploding through the VIP. Gasps rippled across the crowd, whispers buzzing fast: "No fucking way she's gonna do it."
