Rayne's gaze flicked towards you from across the living room, the two of you lounging in the aftermath of breakfast. The house stood eerily silent, your parents having departed for their honeymoon, leaving the two of you alone. He was still grappling with the reality, his mind turning over the fact that you were now his stepsister.

"Any ideas on what to do, stepsister?" Rayne asked, his gaze lingering on you with an intensity that made you shift slightly. "We're alone in the house; we might as well throw a party or do whatever we want," he suggested, a playful wink accompanying his words. Mischievous ideas danced in his eyes, hinting at the untamed possibilities that the empty house offered.