Inappropriate:

Edirne, Wallachia, 1458.

Elena

My husband is no longer mine alone. For a fortnight I have been sharing him with Justina Szilágyi. Vlad let me know about the events through letters. They have set out on the journey to come back to Edirne and I suspect they will be here soon.

My heart burns with helplessness and rage. I have gone to sleep in tears every night. I knew it. I shouldn't feel so betrayed, because I knew it. In these dangerous times that we live in, alliances between the powerful are important, even essential.
I am a peasant, yes. I can barely read, yes, b I am not an idiot. Political stratagems and intrigues are a daily occurrence in our times and my husband's second marriage has happened for the same reason as the first, to ensure peace with a rival.
I fully understand all that... but understanding does not lessen the infernal pain that grips my heart. My husband doesn't love me, he just never has. They forced him to marry me and since then he has been coming to my bed out of obligation. Now, they have chained him to another woman, one that i is very different from me. She belongs to the same social class and has already been married once. She is an experienced woman who has lived.

Even my mother-in-law raves about Justina, and the woman hasn't even arrived yet. Madame Anne has not missed an opportunity to rub in my face, that her son will finally have a wife worthy of his status, and she a daughter-in-law she can be proud of... I will always be the inappropriate peasant with whom both have been forced to deal with.

Hotel Dracùl Haus, Romania, 2025

Eleni:

Since the arrival of the twins, the hotel has been turned upside down. They are downright rambunctious and insufferable. They behave like five-year-olds and not the thirty-year-olds they really are. They spend their time playing pranks on both guests and staff members.
I snort exasperated.

Olenka watches their pranks complacently while Vlad raises an imperious eyebrow and simply walks away.

The only one who manages to get them in line is theiy girlfriend Jimena. And yes...she is THEIR girlfriend. I was puzzled when Jerry explained it to me.
—Really?- I asked in amazement.

— Yes. They have been together for about four years. I must say, I've never seen that pair so happy.

—But... wouldn't that generate jealousy? Between the brothers, I mean. I don't understand how they could both love the same woman and not want to kill each other.

Jerry shrugged.

—Well yes, there was a time when they fought over her like a pair of hungry dogs over a juicy bone...

— Jerry.- I scolded him.

—Hey, I'm not blind, baby. The Spaniard is sexy as hell, in addition, it’s no secret that the twins went to the Mégas to demand that their leader decide who the girl would stay with.

I raise my eyebrows.

— Why didn't Vlad decide? - I asked. - The twins belong to his coven, after all.

Jerry shook his head.

—He didn't want to get into that mess. The twins now look like playful cubs, but in those years they behaved more like a pair of rabid bears, believe me. Things got ugly. In addition, the Mégas resolved the matter in the best possible way.

—How?
— Well, he threatened to take Jimena away from them and also take her for himself.

— Horror!

— Exactly. Since that day, Mika and Olev haven’t tried to force her to choose between them ever again.

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It's four in the morning, thank God today is Sunday and I'll have the day off. I walk the silent first floor of the hotel. Making sure all the doors and windows are closed, the decorations in their proper place, and the furniture covered by tablecloths. There are...parts of this work that I’m doing that aren’t my responsibility, but the hotel's security team, but what can I say... I’m picky and a perfectionist in my work.

I arrive at the entrance of the dimly lit lounge, guests come here to listen to live music, drink and dance whenever they feel like it, the place closed two hours ago and yet the door is open. I go inside and look around the room and I'm about to turn around and leave when I hear a moan.

Is anyone hurt? I move between the tables, worried. I squint my eyes trying to locate the injured man in the dark and then take a step back.

On the black leather sofa in a corner of the lounge, three bodies tremble with pleasure. My soul falls to the ground. I take a few steps back, I should run out of here, yes I should, but I've never seen anything like it. The twins fuck Jimena on the sofa.
They are kneeling and have her pinned between them. I back up and hide behind a pillar, watching them...I'm a pervert! My conduct is not only inappropriate, it borders on the criminal. Oh, but this is amazing. It's one thing to watch porn through my laptop screen and another much darker and lewd one...it's to see a live threesome.