Harrison's POV

As I stood by the window of the villa, gazing at the calm lake, a sudden burst of piercing shouts echoed from behind.

"Harrison."

Peter appeared beside me without a sound, raising his eyebrows expressionlessly.

"I'm handing this person over to you for now."

"Thanks. Don't worry, I'll handle it with discretion."

Peter raised his arm, patting my shoulder. He chuckled and winked at me.

"But sometimes, I wish you'd loosen up a bit."

I nodded slightly, looking into Peter's eyes. "Rest assured, I won't kill him, but I'll make him suffer more than death."

"Deal."

Peter smiled, giving me a pat on the back. He then whistled...