"Ah... Take... take them out, please... Mmm..."
The room, which typically carried only a crisp, refreshing scent like any ordinary bedroom, was now pervaded by a warm, mellow fragrance, gentle yet insidious. Unbeknownst to him, a jar of aromatic candle had been lit at the bedside at some point.
Under normal circumstances, neither Julian Sterling nor Ethan Caldwell harbored any fondness for artificial scents within their sanctuary. They didn't even utilize air fresheners, let alone scented candles. Consequently, the moment Ethan had produced this item earlier, Julian had silently screamed that something was terribly amiss.
