First stop was the cycle station, where he parked his bike before running home. He jammed the kickstand down into the slot with a quick, forceful kick, barely checking if it was properly locked before turning on his heel and sprinting toward the entrance of the Harold estate. His heart hammered heavily against his ribs, the exertion of the ride and the sudden sprint making his chest heave as the massive wrought-iron gates loomed closer in the darkness. That physical stress wasn't even as noticeable as the emotional and mental stress he went through, just thinking about what awaited him. Although he worried as he raced towards the estate, stepping in came with a different kind of weirdness. The moment his feet crossed into the estate, the ambient noise of the outside world seemed to drop away, replaced by an unsettling, heavy stillness that hung over the entire compound. From the gate, the guards and maids gawked at him, making him worry. They didn't offer their usual polite nods or

Mrs. Madison immediately signaled her husband, who sheepishly followed her into the inner room as the sisters left. On Mr. Harold's face, the brightness came back. He was back to looking emotionless, but it turned out that was the happy face. Tristan's mind was finally at ease. In fact, at ease was an understatement. He felt a sense of pride that he suddenly became so important to the family. He was going to handle the rest of the evening with so much pride. “Come on, Tristan! Don't keep us waiting!” Mrs. Madison said to him at once, startling him back to reality. “Oh, I'm sorry!” Tristan responded at once, while going to them. A smile that angered Mrs. Madison. She detested seeing him being that happy, but in this case, he kinda deserved it. With majestic steps, he walked into the inner room. Ever since he made it to the home, that was the first time he entered the inner room. It was the most secretive space in the house. So secretive, even his sisters had never entered before.

His maneuver was actually unsuccessful because the girls were able to spot him. “Tristan!” Camille yelled from back as she saw him head towards the gate. “Oh shit!” His feet froze and his neck got stiffened. He couldn't say or do anything anymore. He had been caught and a miracle would be needed to escape the sisters claws. “You're off to see them, aren't you?” She asked him. More footsteps approached, there were the other two sisters. “You really were planning on sneaking out of our sight, weren't you?” Eva asked him, full of rage. “What do the miles sisters have that we don't?” Just then, Tristan's phone rang again. Slowly, he looked at it and it was Tracy. His meeting with them was fast approaching and he had to be there as soon as possible. “Why don't we talk about this tomorrow?” He finally turned to the defeated parties and asked. “I really have to be somewhere else.” “Just tell us the truth, you have to be with them.” Avery told him. “You don't have to lie about it.” She

They took very fast steps towards the compound. The security guard knew who they were. The daughters of Miles and he had to immediately open the gate for them. “Tristan!” They all yelled out happily as they approached him. “We missed you so very much.They were all over his body, like they literally wanted to eat him up. “We waited and waited and waited for you!” Tracy confessed. “We slept sad.” She added, sobbing at him. “When you didn't come, we knew we had to find you this morning. The first thing we did when we woke up was freshen up and come find you.” They confessed. “We even had to look sexy for you.” The girls added as they spun three sixty for his gaze. They rotated fully on their heels, letting the morning light catch their skimpy, glowing outfits, completely unbothered by the open space around them. He was a little embarrassed. The sheer boldness of their unexpected arrival and their direct flirting in the middle of the courtyard made him shift his weight uncomfortably

Tristan would like to go faster, but that was the best he could get at that time. At that point, he just wanted to reach his destination on time. Before he could collapse back into the seat to feel the ride, the car came to a halt. The halt was so sudden, it caused Tristan and even the driver to jerk up at once. The sudden loss of movement threw them forward against their seatbelts before the engine completely died.“What the hell?!” Tristan cursed.“I'm sorry, it just stopped!” The driver said. “I don't know what is wrong with it.”He tried turning the ignition back on, but the car simply would not respond. He explored other tricks off his sleeves, but still nothing. The dashboard lights flickered weakly before fading away entirely, leaving the vehicle completely dead in the middle of the road.“You know what?” He turned to Tristan. “Just a sec. I'll fix it.” As his words landed, he immediately unlocked the car, opened, stepped out and headed to the bonnet. Tristan watched him open