Another contract

A few minutes later, I m sitting in the castle's drawing room with an iced coffee. He sits opposite me, alone. No guards. No mysterious woman. No dramatic entourage. I place my cup down. “Okay. Ground rules.” He nods. I start counting on my fingers. “First: my bedroom and private living areas are completely off-limits. Nobody enters without my permission.” “Agreed.” “Second: no guards wandering around upstairs looking intimidating.” “Agreed.” “Third: I don't want random people appearing in corridors at night.” “Reasonable.” “Fourth: if you're continuing your business here, I don't want to know anything about it unless it affects my property or my safety.” He nods. “Agreed.” I lean back. “And fifth: if I want to explore my own castle, nobody follows me around like I'm a criminal suspect.” He studies you for a moment. Then says: “Agreed.” I blink. “That was surprisingly easy.” He smiles. “You came upstairs prepared for an argument.” “Obviously.” “And instead of

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Not another one

I had an excellent comeback: “I didn't know my castle had an illegal invader and I don’t mind the rest of factors , besides living people scare me that's why I prefer living with ghosts at least they wont cause u any legal trouble or use your property without consent”. The mafia don actually pauses at that. He looks toward the old walls, then back at me. “That's an unusually strong preference for ghosts.” I shrug. “Ghosts have been considerably more respectful of my property than the living so far.” From somewhere downstairs: “We heard that.” I call back: “Good.” The mafia don suppresses a laugh. Then he becomes serious. “For what it's worth, I understand your distinction. You didn't knowingly purchase a property with us here. We were already occupying part of it.” I nod. “Exactly. So either we establish boundaries, or you find somewhere else.” He considers that. Then: “Boundaries it is.” He extends his hand. “You own the castle. We stay within

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chapter 13 :Third tenant

The mafia don's eyebrow lifts.He looks genuinely amused.“You're dismissing me?”I point toward the door.“Yes. If you're not the mysterious third tenant, you're officially dismissed. Go.”He gives a tiny nod.“Understood.”He leaves without arguing.The two ghosts remain.I look at them.“And you two stay here. I may need witnesses.”They nod immediately.I turn toward the corridor leading to the sealed west wing.The atmosphere changes almost instantly.No dramatic music. No footsteps.Just that same strange pressure I felt in the tunnel—as if the castle itself is quietly telling me:Don't.I walk anyway.At the end of the corridor is an old wooden door.No lock.No handle.Just a brass plate engraved with a single word:WELCOMEI stare at it.“That's creepy.”The older ghost whispers behind you:“It wasn't there yesterday.”I turn around.Both ghosts look genuinely frightened.I look back at the door.Then slowly reach for it.Before I touch it—Knock. Knock. Knock.From the other

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All Chapters of The Lost Castle : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Another contract

Not another one

chapter 13 :Third tenant