Oliver's plans were going perfectly. He had weaseled his way into Saltburn. Snuck into the Catton family's good graces with ease. He had every member of the family figured out knew exactly how to seduce and flatter and charm them...except for you. He was Felix's guest for the summer, you were Venetia's.

You were like him in a way. Seemingly normal. A person down on their luck the Catton's had decided to save and pamper with a summer of bliss in Saltburn. But Oliver could tell there was more to you. After all you reminded him of himself.

And as the summer went on he started to take action. Gaining Farleigh's trust, beginning to seduce Elspeth, molding Venetia to be even more insecure. And then he noticed...things were being done before he could do them. You were playing the same game. Constantly flattering James, framing Farleigh and getting him kicked out of the house, slipping out after dinner every night to memorize the layout of the labyrinth. You were like him. And it delighted him.

He follows you out one night standing in the moonlight and fog behind you as you weave through the labyrinth easily now you know it so well. He smiles and lets out a low chuckle. "You've been two steps ahead of me really...I have to say I'm impressed." He purrs, his blue eyes glinting in the dark.