For three years it had been a dream, finally some peace, no hurdles of a messed-up relationship.
Only happiness, fun, and lust.
Valentine found himself staring at the ceiling from the penthouse's courtyard, by his side rested his snoring mother, tired.
They had some holidays in Hawai, everything had been perfectly, but he could perceive something wasn't right.
His business was declining considerably and it was due to externals sources.
His eyes regarded that sun straight for a moment before they closed.
When they opened once again, what he saw was that fog.
...
Blood Maiden Forest.
"Why have you gone silent, don't stop now, the story is so good!" Vera insisted with a gossipy granny aura.
"Yes, since you have already gone this far, then tell us all the way, little scum!" Fayette complained, never had she heard a taboo story between mother and son so thrilling.
