The car drove into Ethan's mansion, and Alex couldn't believe how big and beautiful the building was. The house was huge, with lots of windows and lights glowing softly around it. It looked like something from a movie—fancy, quiet, and impressive.
Alex leaned forward slightly. "Your house looks great." He said, his voice carrying a mix of awe and restraint.
Ethan smiled. "Thanks. Would you like to come in?"
Alex hesitated. "I better not."
Ethan raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"
"I should go home and get some rest."
"You could rest here."
Alex glanced at him, uncertain. Ethan's expression didn't change.
"I'd really like you to see the place." Ethan continued. Then after a beat. "Or are you scared?"
Alex blinked. "Scared of what?"
Ethan leaned closer, eyes searching. "Scared I'd do som
