<strong>Dining Room</strong><br/><br/>As the pretty girl entered the room, she tried to smile at her, but Melody's head was swimming. Something was odd about this family, they all had dark hair and violet eyes. Melody looked at them as they exchanged words and the wheels began to move in her head. There was something more to them than met the eye. Something was not right with them and Melody was trapped in their presence.<br/><br/>Soon she wasn't really hungry, just had the need to eat normally. Still something did not feel right, it was almost like her insides were being twisted, the hunger was there but not as great, but now she needed the wine and alcohol that was in front of her. "I am not a lush," she snapped. Melody had never had more than two drinks in her life before she came here. Still for some reason, her body needed what was in that bottle.<br/><br/>She drank it like it was water, downing half the bottle. As drops fell onto her dress, she felt it get tighter on her body. Her pert breasts now being hugged by the fabric. She put the bottle down and looked at the two men. "Stop it, please I beg you, what are you doing to me? I haven't done anything wrong, please stop." Melody wanted to get up from the table but couldn't. She was buzzed and didn't want to slip and fall and make even more of a fool of herself in front of them.<br/><br/>She looked to Enzo, her eyes pleading, and full of worry. "Please sir, stop this, please have mercy on me." Her sweet angel face looked to him to stop this, to release her from their manipulations. She wanted to appeal to him for some reason, being drawn to the son. Melody could not explain it, but she felt something there, and she hoped she could appeal to him to stop whatever they were doing to her.<br/><br/><br/><br/>