"The opulent mansion of Hosue vale is a sight to behold."
Marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of chandeliers, and the air was filled with the scent of expensive perfumes and the faint aroma of fresh flowers.
In the grand drawing room, a wealthy noble couple had gathered for a discussion of potential business ventures, after all, Lord Vale had died leaving behind his wife, Serene.
Alan, the man, the myth, the legend, sat beside Serene, who was seated at the head table in an elegant and sophisticated manner.
Her presence was alluring and commanding, donned in a sexy long solo dress.
Across the table, Lord Harrington, a man of considerable wealth and influence, leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Serene.
"Countess Serene, I must say, your proposals are quite intriguing. The potential for profit is undeniable, but I have some concerns about the risks involved...
These days portals are appearing and vanishing and new, new casualties are occurring everywhere..."
