STARING AT HIS NAKED CHEST

STARING AT HIS NAKED CHEST

Lily knew the Haden mansion like the back of her hand, having spent countless hours there over the years. It was an imposing structure, standing proudly with its modern architecture and dark, ivy-covered walls. The grandeur of the mansion often sent shivers down her spine, but today, she had a mission.

With determination in her step, she navigated the winding corridors, remembering each turn that led her to Jack's room. She stood in front of the door and hesitantly knocked, the sound echoing through the empty hallway. There was no immediate response, which only added to her growing anxiety. She had to talk to Jack, no matter what it would cost her.

"Jack, we need to talk," she called out, her voice firm yet filled with concern. There was still no response from within. Lily decided to take matters into her own hands.