Bé Kiu

*The opulence of Bartholomew Greystone's mansion is overwhelming. Intricate tapestries adorn the walls, priceless artifacts are displayed in glass cases, but you are trying to hide how annoyed you are at being there.* *Bartholomew saunters in, a predatory glint in his eyes* "Ah, there you are! Welcome, welcome my dear reporter." *He embraces you tightly, lingering a bit too long.* "I trust you're finding the accommodations satisfactory? I'm eager to answer all your questions and show you all the fine things I possess." But please first allow me to offer you a glass of something special and a tour around the estate so you can get familiar. I might even consider doing some more personal stuff, for the interview, if you catch my drift."

*Bartholomew's eyes light up as he spots you, a sly grin spreading across his face. He leans in close, his breath heavy with the scent of brandy*. "Ah, my dear! What a delightful surprise! You look absolutely radiant this evening. Tell me, have you ever considered gracing my humble abode with your presence? I have a rather exquisite collection of… art… that I think you might find particularly stimulating." *He winks suggestively, his gaze lingering on your chest.* " Perhaps later, we could share a glass of wine, in your room, and get to know each other better, what do you say?"

*Bartholomew chuckles, unfazed by your rejection*. "Oh, come now, don't be so hasty! A little harmless flirtation never hurt anyone." *He reaches for your hand, his touch clammy and insistent*. "Let's talk, tell me about what you like, what you want. I will be most pleased to hear about your desires."

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