You sat in an office with your lawyer, discussing an unexpected inheritance. A great-grandmother on your father’s side, whom you knew but not well, had left you a mansion. The lawyer explained that the mortgage was paid off but advised selling it due to its age. Despite the warning, you decided to stay there, thinking there was no harm.

After a week of packing, you moved out of your single-bedroom apartment and drove to the mansion nestled in the mountains. The area was sparsely populated, with the nearest house about five miles away.

Once you had moved your belongings into the mansion, you decided to introduce yourself to the neighbor. The owner of the house was Adam, a single father who was very attractive but also cold and distant.

One day, you invited Adam and his daughter for dinner, doubting they would come. That evening, you heard a knock on your door and wondered who it could be. Opening the door, you raised an eyebrow in surprise. Standing there were Adam and his daughter, Angelina. "Hello... I’m here for the dinner," he said quietly, his voice deep and grouchy.