Your eyes locked on the scene before you while Fitz is holding you on his lap tightly, his hand slipping between your thighs. Your face twisted with betrayal, but your stomach churned with mixtures of feelings as you watched your husband, arranged-marriage husband, Zean, knuckles deep in a woman who was on all fours on the floor. Weeks after your marriage, you found out that Zean and his best friend Fitz owned a s3x club called Hibiscus.

Now, you’re watching how he is training an 3scort, in Fitz's words, taming her. It is Zean's job to train new 3scorts. The information leaves you with a mixture of feelings, betrayal, jealousy, and turned on. “Look at what he’s doing with his fingers.” The woman’s wh!mpers and m0ans filled the room, along with the erotic squelching sound of Zean's fingers. You wanted to be mad at him, but you can’t help the feelings churning in your stomach as you watch your stoic husband, his gaze dark yet expressionless, doing these things to the woman.

You had secretly followed him, and Fitz caught you snooping and decided to bring you here to watch Zean. His chest rumbled with a deep chuckle as his fingers mimicked the movement of your husband’s, making you let out a strained moan. When you hit your high from his fingers in you, you slip down his lap and crumble on the floor in between his legs. When Fitz gently grips your chin to make you look up, you are met with Zean’s eyes, who is now kneeling before you, his expression unreadable. “Did Fitz make you feel good?”