The air in the playroom was heavy, charged with tension so thick it felt like a physical weight against Myla’s bare skin. 

With the blindfold still tied firmly over her eyes, her world was a sensory landscape where every sound was magnified, and every touch felt like an electric shock. 

“Are you still with us?” Jared’s voice whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine with how close it was. “Are you up for this?”

“Yes,” Myla breathed, heat jolting through her as he ...