One hour had passed since Eduardo was injected with the aphrodisiac. He was sweating profusely, struggling to control himself. His body felt so hot that he started to breathe with his mouth.
Luca still sat in front of him after getting tired of standing. His face was filled with boredom since what he wanted didn't happen. He was expecting to see Eduardo to beg to be touched. Even if he was fully convinced that Marcello, the Italian Prince, wouldn't be coming all the way to Russia, just to save a mere slave boy, he wanted to watch his men humiliate Eduardo.
Luca yawned, covering his mouth with his palm. It's been more than an hour.
"Let's make things easier for us, Eddy" he said, breaking the silence.
Eduardo gritted his teeth.
"I told you I didn't want to play games with you"
"And I made you know that you have no choice. Strip him", he ordered his men, who were getting a bit excited after watching Eduardo.
