C72 Psycho!

I stood at the top of the stairs, hidden from view, as I watched the scene unfold before me. The handsome stranger who had just entered was undoubtedly Mr. Houston. My heart quickened at the sight of him, a mix of curiosity and uncertainty swirling within me.

"Sir," the maid stammered, her nervousness palpable as she acknowledged Mr. Houston's presence.

Mr. Houston's voice, deep and commanding