"I want you to walk me to my room first. Is that okay?" She asked in a small voice, wearing a seductive smile.
She stretched her leg and reached for Mariano's thigh.
With the touch of her foot, Mariano felt like he entered a fog. A thick fog clouded his brain and he lost his senses except for his senses of hearing, however, Iris's voice was the only voice he could hear where his body moved according to what she wanted.
Mariano stood from his chair and walked alongside Iris to her bedroom.
The walk to Iris's bedroom felt like forever. Every step he took was heavy as though he was dragging a ball of chain in his feet. A part of his brain was well aware of what was happening to him, and yet, he could not do anything to stop or refuse.
When Iris told him to open the door for her, he did so without question. Nor when she told him to carry her into her bed.
