Jillian strode confidently into the museum, her eyes taking in every inch of the towering walls and intricate exhibits. She was here for a guided tour, and while she wasn't necessarily excited about the educational aspect, she couldn't deny that the idea of getting lost in the winding corridors was exhilarating. Following the crowds, she ended up at the back of the group, trailing behind as the guide began her lecture.
As they wandered through the halls, something caught Jillian's eye. A hidden staircase, tucked away in the shadows. Without thinking, she veered off course, following the twisting path up towards a dimly lit room. Inside, she found a man sitting on a plush velvet couch, his eyes dark with anticipation.
"Come in," he breathed, reaching out to grab her arm. "I've been waiting for you."
Jillian hesitated, unsure of what to do. She wasn't the type of person to blindly follow a stranger, especially not into a dark room in an unfamiliar place. But as he pulled her towards him, his fingers digging into her skin, she felt her inhibitions slipping away. The thrill of the unknown coursed through her veins, and she couldn't help but let out a moan as he pressed his lips to hers.