Dusk settled upon the grand estate as Derrick Eckhart strolled through the meticulously manicured gardens. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air, but his attention was fixated on a figure in the distance. There, beneath the shade of an ancient oak tree, sat Penelope, his sister, her gentle features illuminated by the soft glow of the setting sun. Derrick Eckhart, the cold-hearted nobleman, found himself unable to resist the lure of his forbidden desires.