Chap-135*The Deadly Game Of Pregnancy Test.*

Cynthia Dion:  He took us to an undisclosed destination while I occupied the passenger seat. The place we arrived at was an imposing mansion, perched atop a hill. In our line of sight, a majestic waterfall cascaded down. He skillfully parked the car right in front of the mansion and gallantly held the door ajar for me. With a swift glance around, I noticed no warriors or guards posted in the vicinity. "Let's roll!" He waited by the door, propping it open and quipping, "We're not here to twiddle our thumbs in the car for hours." Stepping out of the car induced a slight surge of anxiety within me. "Where are the protective warriors?" I cautiously inquired, scanning the deserted driveway. "Are you questioning my capacity to ensure your safety in case of any peril?" His tone turned a shade graver. With those words, he crouched down to my eye level, evidently attempting to goad me into a more assertive response. "No!" Before I could elaborate, he straightened up abruptly, emitting a low gro