Round 117

Silra's stomach churned watching Jeane escalate the seduction—this was rapidly spiraling beyond simple dominance games into something far more predatory. She took an involuntary step forward before catching herself and stopping short—intervening directly would mean breaking her word to Hera about not interfering in Jeane's activities. But standing by and watching this unfold felt deeply wrong, especially with the visible terror in Abigail's wide brown eyes.

The room seemed to hold its breath as the three women faced off in a tense standoff.