Just as she stepped out of the cloakroom, half of Victoria's anxiety faded.
At least for now, Hank Clegg had left the room where Lucas Douglas was. As long as Lucas had the patience to stay put, there was always a chance for him to escape.
The cloakroom was not far from the king-sized bed in the bedchamber.
Hank Clegg laid Victoria on the bed and began kissing her body through the black mesh holes of her clothes.
He was a fiend who loved to challenge boundaries.
Thinking this, he wondered, "When she's alone at home, does she fantasize about how to make me happy and pleased?"
Otherwise, how could she be locked alone in the bedchamber and trying out these types of clothes?
He knew from the past that she would completely turn down his request to dress like that.
As he was kissing her, he clutched tightly onto the netted clothing, dividing her soft white skin into many diamond-shaped pieces, like slices of mutton-fat jade.
