CH 81: FRIGHT
[Beverly Hills — Natasha's Mansion]
No matter from which angle one looked at it, Natasha's house was more akin to a minor castle than a house or apartment.
Even by Beverly Hills' standards, it was clear that the one living there was in the upper class of the upper class. The very top of the hierarchy.
It was a beautiful and picturesque house, seemingly straight out of one's dreams as one imagined the beauty within such a wonderful accommodation.
What they wouldn't know though, was that below this beautiful and enchanting house was a dreadful dungeon that held scenes that would only be found in one's most horrific nightmares. Even then, it might pale in comparison to the horrors of what transpires between these walls.
The most beautiful things in this world were generally also the most dreadful.
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Unlike what one might expect from stereotypes, the rooms in the dungeon of the mansion were not dirty nor were they stuffy or anything of the sort.