Dylan was finishing up his assignment on a Saturday when he received an email from the company he had assigned to look into Rita and his mother a few days before.He was supposed to meet the boss at Heritage Club in two hours because there was an emergency, according to the email. When he went there for his case, he was surprised that they didn't bill him but instead told him that they would get back to him after making a few inquiries.He was about to meet the boss. Was all of this to imply that his case was a little complicated, or what? He planned to find out later when he went there. He finished his assignment and began preparing for his appointment.Knowing where Rita and his mother where was far more important than his current assignment.When he arrived at the club one and a half hours later, he gave the valet his Lamborghini Aventador S keys and a tip on top. He went to the reception desk, checked his name, and was led to one of the club's private

“What room was it again? You're not hypnotizing me again, are you?”“Why should I be cruel to just one person in a single day? If you want the answers to your questions, just do as I say or I'll send you back home, and be warned: no matter how hard you look for her, you'll never find her. I'm your only option, so take it!”The prospect of not receiving answers after coming this far was terrifying.“I'll accompany her.”“You should have said it earlier. Now, obey Anne and follow her.”“Ma'am, yes.”He got to his feet and followed Anne out of the office. They did not return the way they came, but instead went in a different direction. They passed through so many rooms, and his mind kept wandering to what he would find in the room he was supposed to enter. Anne finally came to a halt in front of a door that appeared to be very old and unrelated to the mansion.“Enter, your

She started filling out the contract with her hand; it was as simple as pie. Casting spells, moving objects, and creating illusions were all in her blood. She finished her writing and read it aloud to Dylan.“Starting today, Dylan Dark will offer himself to Violet Grant until death, unless Violet personally cancels the contract,” Dylan read, looking shocked and surprised.“What exactly does this mean?”“It means that if I call you in the middle of the night and tell you to massage me, you will come and do so. I now own your life, and you are not allowed to die unless I allow it.”“You can't be serious!”“Ask my dear daughter if I'm playing.”Dylan looked at Anne, who was carrying a tray of drinks; he didn't need to ask her because she seemed to know.“She isn’t playing. That's why she kept asking you, and you agreed to do whatever it took. And now you have it. You

Depending on the situation, she could be both benevolent and cruel, like a white witch. She had seen a lot over the last fifteen years, people coming and going, and so on. Each family has its own house, and where you lived on the island was determined by your job. There were so many departments on the island; some were in charge of the overall upkeep of the mansion, even though Violet didn't spend much time there.They also kept sheep for the fur they used to make Violet's coats as well as exporting some to reliable customers, cattle rearing and chicken farming, they also grew certain crops including fruits like apples, grapes, and pears, and they didn't forget fishing.In other words, the island was a huge corporation that made millions of dollars every year, so everyone who stayed on the island was a worker with the same rights as everyone else unless they were bound by some contracts made prior to their employment.

It was his fault that he arrived now. She had finally finished her meal.“Dylan, go spend some time with your mother. We'll leave tonight as soon as I finish my work here. “Anne, please accompany me,” she said.When she entered her office, the congressman rose to greet her. She had known this man for a decade before he became a congressman; he was a lowly politician with no funds or support, but look at him now. Time truly flies.“What a surprise, Congressman? I'm trying to sift through my mind to figure out why you're here, but I've hit a brick wall.”“Don't make fun of me, Violet. Can't I just drop by once in a while?”“Don't you think I'd be a fool to believe that?”“You got me. I have a major problem, and you are the only person who comes to mind.”“Go ahead and tell me, I have another appointment later.”“All right, it's my mother. She is i