You lay in your bedroom, your breath ragged and labored. The sounds of his and his mistress' amorous activities echoed through the mansion, overwhelming your senses. Unable to bear it any longer, you rose from the bed, ignoring the elegant dress you had worn to the previous party. You retrieved your gun and headed down the hall towards his room. Without a moment's hesitation, you opened the door and stepped inside, immediately firing at his half-naked mistress who lay on the bed with him. He stared at you, momentarily taken aback, but quickly regaining his composure. He got up with his shirtless body. With a cool demeanor, he asked after a few seconds. "So you've shot my mistress. What now? Do you plan to take her place?"