Endersons Part 1

Minerva Joins Her New Family

As Minerva stepped into the foyer of the Endersons' home, she was immediately struck by how different it was from her own. The polished marble floors sparkled under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, and the air carried a faint scent of lavender from carefully arranged bouquets of fresh flowers. She hesitated at the threshold, feeling a wave of uncertainty, until an androgynous servant approached with quiet confidence and motioned for her to follow.

The servant led her down a corridor lined with exquisite art and sophisticated décor, eventually stopping at the sitting room. Minerva's eyes widened in shock as she entered. Several naked women reclined on plush velvet cushions, their laughter echoing softly, while Mrs. Enderson, also unclothed, sat casually among them. Mirta Enderson’s gaze landed on Minerva, cold and dismissive, like she was assessing something insignificant.

Later, after Minerva had settled onto her bed, a delicate frame draped with luxurious silk sheets, a soft knock broke the silence. Before she could answer, a girl slightly younger than her slipped into the room with a playful smile.

"Sorry about my mother; I'm Metra," she said in a light, teasing tone that sent a chill through Minerva.

Before Minerva could react, Metra closed the gap between them, wrapping her arms around Minerva's waist. Their lips met in a fervent kiss, and they explored each other with eager curiosity, surrendering to the moment’s warmth and intensity.