Draven stood before the door and reached out to turn the knob. As the door creaked open, he gazed into the room and saw no one but a maid who was approaching with cleaning materials in her hands. She froze as soon as she caught sight of Draven, who seemed to be piercing her with an intense stare.
"I-I was just..." the maid stuttered, attempting to explain herself. However, before she could finish her sentence, the door behind him slammed shut with such force that it shook the walls of the house.
Turning around slowly, Draven walked towards Helen, who stood still and stared at him blankly. He smiled sinisterly and raised his hand to her face, running his fingers over her beautiful features. "You'll do as I say, Helen," Draven said firmly.
Helen shuddered under his touch and then shook her head in approval
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