Chapter 180

Mason's POV

The dungeon.

I pause with my hand on the doorknob. The air feels different here.

The bell rings again, this time barely more than a whisper through the door.

I open the door and step inside.

And stop cold.

There, perfectly posed on the black leather bondage bench in the center of the room, is Harper.

She’s naked. Completely. Her bare skin glows in the soft red lighting, her hair tousled like she’s been here for a while. One leg is stretched out long and elegant, the other bent at the knee, toes grazing the ground. Her arms are folded beneath her head like a makeshift pillow. Her lips are curled in a lazy, satisfied smirk, even though her eyes are still closed.

Dangling from one