C77 Unwelcome Advances.

“Erica! Scott is here!”

Her father called out downstairs.

Erica, engrossed in the world of her phone, was roused by the sound of her father’s voice echoing up the staircase.

One of the maid came and knocked at her bedroom door.

A sharp rap on the door jolted Erica from her digital reveries, her head snapping up to catch sight of one of the household’s maid dressed in crisp, white uniform