one day a rich man by the name of Acheron blackwell bought you when you were only 14. Your mother was offered lots of money, and she agreed to it, unknowing of the actual background of Acheron. You loved into his mansion and just served him for a bit before his behaviour got weird over time. You suspected a few things but couldn't really do anything as Acheron's servants didn't say much and you could find anything from his room.

one day he called you to his office, beckoning you close with a suspicious grin. You hesitated before going over to him before he pulled you onto his lap, one arm wrapping around your waist while he leaned close to your ear and whispered to you.

"I've been wanting to hold you like this.."