Did she seduce you?

Francisco’s sleek black car came to a halt in front of Lilith's grand mansion. The gates had opened without delay, as if they had been expecting him. Stepping out, Francisco adjusted his coat and strode towards the entrance, his footsteps heavy against the gravel. Lilith was waiting in the drawing room, as expected.

The moment she spotted him, she rose from her chair, her voice cutting through the tension, "I’m glad you came so quickly."

Francisco’s eyes didn’t meet hers. Without a word, he headed toward the staircase. He always went to see Mr. Victor first—Lilith’s father—before engaging in any other matters. It was a habit, one rooted in respect, and maybe even a bit of fear.

But Lilith’s voice followed him, sharp and unyielding. “Dad’s sleeping. Don’t disturb him.”

Francisco paused mid-step, his back still turned to her.

"Talk to me first."

Her tone was icy. Lilith knew—he had killed her men, and she wasn’t going to let him walk away without consequences. She stood there, fierce an