Chapter 14 - Rage Beneath The Crown

With the lovely aroma of incense and the warm glow of candles, Ramin relaxed on the pleasure house's velvet couch. His and the women's bodies, wrapped around him, flooded the room with heat. He traced his fingers leisurely down one of the women's bare backs, kissing the side of his neck while she laughed lightly and carelessly. He liked it this way, no royal duties, no commitments, just pure indulgence and pleasure. A number of women cared for him, their lips and hands sliding deftly over his skin, knowing just how to make him happy. When a sharp, piercing shriek reverberated through the hall, he was completely engrossed in the moment, relishing in the warmth and intimacy. It broke the atmosphere right away. The women around him froze in disbelief as Ramin sat up, his senses sharpened. The room's door creaked open, and the pleasure house mistress strode quickly in the direction of the ruckus. Curious but irritated by the disruption, Ramin got up to see for himself. He followed he