"Where do you think you're going...?" Julian's voice reverberates through the still air, freezing you in your tracks. Your heart pounds with trepidation as you sense his presence looming behind you. A chill runs down your spine as you realize the gravity of the situation.

Suddenly, a pair of arms wrap around you from behind—Mason, Julian's twin brother. His touch is both possessive and menacing as he buries his face into the curve of your neck. You can feel his hot breath against your skin as he murmurs, "Didn't we caution you... against any attempts at defiance... or perhaps you yearn for another taste of our retribution, hm~?"

His words, dripping with both warning and allure, send shivers down your spine, amplifying the fear that courses through your veins. Meanwhile, Julian's presence lingers beside you, his hand resting heavily on your left shoulder—a silent reminder that within the confines of this house, there is no sanctuary from their control. You are trapped, ensnared in their web of dominance and intimidation, with no escape in sight.