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without speaking. I clenched my
    fists to contain the pain that threatened to rip through my heart. “Was that all it was? A
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    game to seduce the poor, desperate, pathetically grateful widow? Do you laugh about
    me behind my back? Do you intend to tell all your friends about me?”
    I raised my chin and stared hard at Gideon. “No wonder your wife seems not to
    care for you. Have you shared her with Gervase too?”
    The stem of Gideon’s glass snapped between his fingers. Crimson port flooded the
    white tablecloth like new blood.
    “That’s enough, Eden.” Gideon flung the shattered glass at the wall. His voice was
    as cold as stone, his expression even harder. He half turned to Gervase. “Get her cloak,
    Gervase.”
    Gervase obliged and soon I was traveling in the carriage between the two grimfaced brothers, none the wiser as to my destination.
    I was somewhat relieved when the carriage pulled up at Madame Desiree’s House
    of Pleasure. Gideon caught my arm in an iron grip and forced me to keep up with him
    as we dispensed with the pleasantries and hurried through to the main door-lined
    corridor. The door Gideon opened and thrust me through bore the legend “Crime and
    Punishment.”
    Before I could ask, Gideon pushed me up against a window, which looked down
    into an opulent bed chamber. He stood behind me, his hands planted on either side of
    my head so that I could not escape.
    “This is one of the more private rooms. We can see in but they cannot see out.”
    The room seemed modern and unlike the others where Gervase had taken me. My
    unease deepened when a footman strolled in and began to light the candles. A woman
    followed him in through the door, her glorious auburn hair loose, her voluptuous
    figure plainly visible through her silk nightgown.
    Gideon stiffened behind me, but I had already identified the woman who claimed
    to be his wife. I could scarcely bear to watch as she approached the footman and
    cupped his groin in an unmistakable fashion. To my surprise, the footman resisted her
    attentions and when she persisted, he slapped her across the face. A red mark appeared
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    on her cheek. I realized with a cold sick feeling that he had truly meant to hurt her and
    that this was not make believe.
    She fell to her knees and opened the footman’s breeches. He made no effort to help
    her until she had exposed his erection and then he dug his fingers into her hair and held
    her steady while he plunged deep into her mouth. He came fast, forcing her head back
    with the depth of his thrusts until she seemed certain to choke.
    I tried to turn away as she pleaded with him to touch her, clinging to his thigh until
    he kicked her away from him. Gideon refused to release me despite my struggles and
    Gervase remained out of my sight.
    “This is how Caroline is, Eden,” Gideon said roughly. “This is what my wife wants
    from a man. I refuse to hurt her and thus she brings her sadistic passions here.”
    I cringed back, although I knew that they could not see me, as another man entered
    the room. From his rough attire, I guessed he was a stable hand. The footman pointed at
    the woman who lay at his feet and the stable hand came and stood over her. I stared in
    disbelief as he too allowed her to suck his cock as the footman watched.
    Afterwards, the footman spoke again, seemingly telling Caroline to remove her
    clothing. She complied with alacrity. I could not believe she enjoyed being shamed and
    abused by the two servants but her hardened nipples, flushed skin and languorous
    expression declared otherwise. She stood with her eyes closed as the two men circled
    her like two ravenous dogs, pinching her breasts, slapping her buttocks and pushing
    their fingers up inside her.
    Her eager expression made me feel sick. I was immeasurably glad when Gideon
    released me.
    “Christ,” he muttered as he spun away and punched the door with his fist. “She has
    got worse.”
    I turned away