47. HOMAGE

~ Zoie’s POV ~ “A sex room!?” Zoie’s jaw literally dropped to the floor. Her eyes quickly scanned the room back and forth. The walls were dark and covered in soundproofed crimson foams. There was a king-sized mattress in the middle of the room with red velvet blankets. On the wall next to her were iron bars with hooks, chains, and cuffs hanging from the ceiling. On the other side of the room was something that looked like a pool table or a massage table of some sort. And next to it was a wooden table with all sorts of torture tools and toys on display. This is an actual sex dungeon hidden inside my dad’s office…! “How is this possible?!“ Zoie scoffed breathlessly. “Does my mom know about this?!” “I have a feeling that she does,” Ash replied simply. Zoie shot a look at him as he walked to the corner of the room. From the floor, he picked up a torn-up garment that looked like a nightgown Violet usually wore. “Ugh, gross!” She groaned and waved her hand no at the gown. Asher was trying to