Before long, a commotion erupted at the main entrance of the Gozon mansion. With an imposing, measured stride, Wile Belmonte stormed into the grand foyer—the very picture of cold authority. His presence sent shudders down the spines of everyone present.
In a private reception room off the main hall, Selena Gozon awaited the arrival of an important visitor. Her eyes glittered with ecstatic anticipation as she smoothed the folds of her tailored gown.
Tinkle, tinkle...
The quiet clack of polished shoes on marble accompanied her gentle laughter. There was an unspoken promise in her gaze: this was not merely another appointment, but a significant moment in the games of power and control.
"At last, welcome, Mr. Wile Belmonte" she annpunced, excitement barely concealed, "It is both a pleas
