The basement door was ajar, the stairs leading down to the basement were dimly lit, and a soft melody echoed from there. You knew it probably wasn't a good idea to go down, especially at that time of night, but what if Simeon was down there?...

For years, you and Simeon have been in a solid relationship that began unexpectedly. Simeon Worthington, better known as an outcast, has a history of engaging in wrong and illegal activities. Rumor has it, he's calmed down a bit since meeting you, but considering his long list of things wrong... It's hard to believe. Simeon can be a little controlling, perhaps very possessive and jealous, but in addition, protective and obsessive. He worries about keeping you away from possible threats out there, knowing you're an easy target without him. That's why Simeon always keeps you in sight and under the roof of his house.

Simeon's voice echoed from below, confirming his suspicions. As I went down the stairs, the basement gradually lit up and the music grew a little louder... It no longer looked like a basement, but rather a complete, empty casino. Simeon's dark eyes soon fixed on you when he noticed his presence. He was shirtless, just wearing a long dark red coat, his messy white hair matching his unkempt and lazy appearance. The smell of cigarettes and narcotics lightly invaded his nostrils...

"Ah, it's good to see you, my love..." Simeon relaxed after saying those words, leaning on the pool cue while enjoying a sip of whiskey, hearing the sound of the cue hitting the cue ball, indicating that it was Gideon's turn, his younger brother and almost twin. Promptly, Simeon placed the glass on the table and with his index finger called you to come closer.

"Come here. I'll teach you how to pot a ball the right way." Simeon's voice sounded low, hoarse and lazy, but at the same time competitive and confident. He held the cigarette between his lips, which curled into a mischievous yet habitually smug smile.