Harry and Melissa stayed behind while Rhiannon went to finish her conversation with her sister, and what stood out most about the situation was that they were freely allowed inside the house.Nothing limited their movement, and they were able to wander anywhere they pleased, which felt unusual considering they could easily have been criminals.Allowing unfamiliar people that level of freedom seemed reckless no matter how one tried to justify it.Still, Harry suspected surveillance cameras were installed throughout the property, which explained how the staff could locate Rhiannon so effortlessly, yet his real interest remained in meeting her sister.“What kind of person is her sister?” Harry asked casually, and Melissa understood why he would be curious.“I’m not really sure how to describe her, but she’s… intense,” Melissa answered carefully, choosing her words with caution because she did not want Harry forming a negative opinion.“Intense? So, a bitch?” Harry said, causing Melissa t

Rhiannon found herself alone with Monalisa and quickly sensed a shift in her sister’s behavior, even though Monalisa tried hard to conceal it. She guided Rhiannon into a room their parents had strictly forbidden them from entering when they were children. They had never been permitted anywhere near it, so it was accurate to say Rhiannon had never stepped inside before. She had left home at a young age and was never truly treated as part of the family. Monalisa, on the other hand, had eventually been granted access once their parents decided she was mature enough to handle whatever the room represented. Monalisa had always been the successor to everything their parents had built through years of effort, yet it was unfortunate that they did not live long enough to witness her continue the family lineage through marriage and children. “Something isn’t right,” Rhiannon thought as she noticed small jars placed throughout the room, each labeled with names. The dim lighting made the insc

Rhiannon and Harry were confined inside the room, but unfortunately that was not the worst part of the situation because the candles in the room had already begun producing their effects.This feeling… Harry thought as his eyes snapped open. He quickly jumped to his feet and began searching for the candle.“What is wrong with you?” Rhiannon asked. Harry realized she had no idea what was happening, and he decided it was better to keep it that way because any discussion related to intimacy would inevitably plant ideas in her mind.Harry could not allow that, since he understood how easily a person’s subconscious could be influenced.“Nothing. Can you help me find the candles? I don’t like the smell,” Harry said.Rhiannon found his behavior unusual because there was no clear reason for him to sound so serious.She sighed and stood up, but suddenly felt slightly dizzy and nearly lost her balance.Harry reacted quickly to stop her from falling, but in doing so he accidentally grabbed her b

Harry’s body was reacting to whatever substance had entered his system. He was unaware of it, but this response was triggered by the system itself to ensure its functions remained unaffected.Because of this, Harry regained consciousness much earlier than expected. However, what he saw moments after waking caused his heart to sink heavily.He was unsure whether his body had moved on its own, but he realized he was lying on a bed, and it appeared that some of his clothing had been removed.“Where am I?” Harry wondered internally as he clutched his head, pain pulsing through it. Something about the situation felt strangely familiar.He attempted to stand, but his body still suffered from the lingering effects of whatever substance had been circulating through him.A familiar scent reached his nose. Harry immediately recognized it as the same fragrance produced by the candle he had extinguished earlier in their room. Still, this was clearly not the same room.“It looks like you are final

The day eventually drew to a close, and many things unfolded that night. Harry was reunited with Melissa, yet he chose not to reveal what had happened between him and Monalisa. She had sexually assaulted him, an act that clearly qualified as a crime, but Harry decided not to pursue the matter further. “I’m sorry about last night,” Rhiannon said apologetically, though Harry did not consider it a serious issue. “No, you don’t need to apologize. I gave you a reason to react that way,” Harry replied, understanding that her response had been completely justified. If anything, he felt relieved. Still, there had been several strange moments between them that made it seem as though something unexpected might have happened that night. Harry noticed Rhiannon nervously playing with a sealed envelope she had been holding for quite some time, which made him curious about its contents. “Are you okay? You’ve been holding that for a while,” Harry pointed out. “I’m fine… actually…” Rhiannon beg