That Beauty Salon

My best friend takes me to a beauty salon for a facial. A young and handsome employee there latches onto me.

He's tall, good-looking, and is great with women. He knows just the right things to say and is flirtatious without being lecherous. He shows me the pleasures of being a woman…

I forget all about my boyfriend and allow him to make me descend into the throes of passion.

What I don't know is that there's a price I can't pay behind the gentleness…

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently.

Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks.

A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?"

Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

With that, Tanya hurried into a room on the second floor. She looked so eager and starved that one might think she was up to no good.

It was my first time visiting a beauty salon with handsome guys, and I felt cautious and frightened. When Tanya left me alone, I felt lost and scrambled to follow her, only to be stopped by a young man behind me.

Holding my hand, he comforted me, "Daphne, no worries. I'll lead you upstairs. This is a totally legal and established beauty salon. Besides, Tanya is in the room beside yours. There's nothing to be afraid of."

I felt embarrassed when he addressed me with such a serious look. I followed him to the second floor. He left me in room 208 before leaving.

Another good-looking man opened the door and entered my room. He was a different type than the young man who greeted us on the first floor.

Donning a white robe and wearing a pair of disposable gloves, he looked rather distant and aloof. He appeared more like a haughty CEO than a beauty salon employee.

However, his attractive eight-pack peeked through the gap of his robe.

I had a boyfriend, but I had never seen a man's body before. Raised in a conservative family, I couldn't help but blush at the sight.

The gentleman who entered didn't seem to notice my embarrassment. He addressed me professionally, "Hello, Daphne. My name is Caleb. Please lie down here. I will wash your face now."

I nodded stiffly. His slender fingers caressed my cheek. Feeling relaxed, I shut my eyes.

Perhaps Caleb was too good at his job, or maybe I was still exhausted after my flight home from Crestova, but for a moment, I felt like I was floating in the air. My eyelids were fighting to stay open.

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