NECESITO HACER EL AMOR, NO TE MUEVAS —susurró el millonario a su criada. Lo que sucedió después es impactante.-

It was an ornate chest, its surface etched with intricate symbols he didn’t recognize. The chest seemed to hum with energy, a faint glow emanating from its cracks. He approached it cautiously, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. This was it. This was what he had been searching for—the heart of the house.

As his fingers touched the lid, a sudden chill swept through the room, and a low, almost imperceptible whisper filled the air. Nathaniel froze, his hand hovering over the chest. The whisper seemed to come from all directions, the words too soft to understand. He pulled his hand away, suddenly feeling the weight of the moment. Was this a mistake? Should he open it?

But before he could answer himself, the whisper grew louder, more urgent, until it felt like it was inside his head, pushing him toward the chest. With a deep breath, Nathaniel opened the lid.

Inside, there was no treasure. No gold or jewels. Instead, there was a small, glass vial filled with a dark liquid. The vial was sealed with wax, the seal bearing the Hamilton family crest. Nathaniel stared at it for a long time, then slowly, he reached for it.

As his fingers wrapped around the vial, the temperature in the room plummeted. The shadows seemed to twist and writhe, and a voice—clear and unmistakable—spoke his name.

“Nathaniel.”

He turned quickly, but no one was there.

The air crackled with a sense of impending danger, and Nathaniel’s instincts screamed at him to leave. But he couldn’t—he was drawn to the vial, to whatever secret it held.

He had no idea what he had just uncovered. But one thing was certain: his life had just changed forever.

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