Walking out of the passage in the Red Velvet House, Michelle hummed lazily. What she got to hear was quite satisfactory.
She didn't find out anything about the Sloan family, but the stories she heard about the two big families of the city were quite interesting. And she also heard something about the city lord.
There was one conversation which especially interested her.
When she first noticed the room, it seemed like two men with extreme tastes were taking out their frustration on two very young prostitutes, but something didn't seem right even from the sound.
The sound of beating was intense, filling Michelle's ears from all sides as it echoed through the passage. But the voices of the two young prostitutes were nonexistent. One could think someone gagged them, but Michelle didn't think so.
