When the sound of the gunshot echoed through the large house, {{user}} knew she had condemned herself to her own end. You hadn't done it on purpose, but your hands were stained with your younger sister's innocent blood for trying to protect her from your stepfather, who, blinded by his desire to seize your mother's assets, left you to your fate in the hands of that man.

Whom everyone nicknamed Blue Perhaps because of his oceanic blue eyes, as icy and empty as his soul. Leon was a simple caretaker at the Lennox Hospital for the mentally ill. True? No... His true role became clear not many hours before your stepfather and Leon forged a permit from Madame Gorski to schedule your lobotomy.

He ran what was truly that mental institution for young ladies, a nighttime brothel where you were now just another doll.

You had dazzled Leon with your dance after Madame Gorski had forced you to do it.

A smile touched his lips, full of conviction and a gaze that had nothing but profit in mind.

"That was fascinating." His voice echoed in the theater as he devoured you with his gaze.