Following someone who clearly had sinister intentions wasn't something Tyson was keen on doing. However, he knew he had to play his cards right to get both himself and Marcus to safety.

If he knew anything about his foolish friend, it was that he would blindly follow a beautiful woman without ever thinking twice about it. If Tyson had refused to go with them, he wasn't sure if his friend would have been safely returned to him. This way, he could at least do everything in his power to help Marcus when the time came.

"Do you mind?" Sunshine asked Marcus sweetly as she linked her hand through his.

"No, not at all. It's nice," Marcus said, stumbling for words like a star-struck fan.

"It is nice. I can't say the same for your friend over there, though. Why don't we just ditch him, save my brother and have some fun afterward?" Sunshine said, whispering in his ear.

She proceeded to gently bite Marcus's ear, which got her a low whimper from her willing victim.

"We...can't...ditch him. He's my...friend. I'm sure he'll be...willing to give us...some privacy," Marcus said breathlessly.

Although he was clearly affected by Sunshine's charms, he still remained a loyal friend, which was always one of his biggest strengths.

"I hope you're right because I really want to thank you for everything once all of this is over," she whispered seductively.

Marcus shivered so much that even Tyson noticed from a few meters away. It was clear to him that Marcus was about to melt under Sunshine's feet.

"Where to from here?" Tyson asked to infuse some reason into the situation.

"Just a bit longer, that way," Sunshine said, pointing to their left.

She was smiling brightly at Tyson, but it was clear that she knew her tricks weren't working on him. Still, she chose to keep up the charade.

"What were you doing this far out, on the city periphery?" Tyson asked, not liking the secluded area they were entering.

"Just looking for a place to stay," she answered dismissively.

Finally, they reached a dingy-looking house that appeared to be barely standing.

The place was abandoned for a long time. Furthermore, Tyson didn't believe for a second that a well-groomed woman such as Sunshine would've been caught dead staying there, even if her life depended on it.

She would've been more likely to seek shelter from naïve men such as Marcus.

"This is the place?" Marcus asked, swallowing hard.

"Yes. I know it's not much, but we thought it would be safe enough," Sunshine said, adding an extra layer of sweetness to her words seeing how her game seemed eager to escape the lure.

Tyson wanted more than anything else to tell his friend that they should turn around and walk away. What stopped him was the knowledge of the effect it would have on Marcus.

It would make him eager to prove Tyson wrong and thus barge inside without any hesitation.

"It looks really haunted," Marcus said.

His words sparked hope in Tyson's heart that he would refuse to do it, that they would be saved from what was bound to be a grim fate.

"I can assure you that this house is just a regular abandoned house, nothing haunting about it," Sunshine said confidently.

"But," Marcus persisted, for the first time not falling for her tricks immediately.

"Oh, you are scared, aren't you?" Sunshine interrupted mockingly.

That was the exact moment Tyson knew that there was no way Marcus would give up. Not now, when his manhood was challenged by Sunshine, whom he saw as his next conquest.

"It's not that. It's just," Marcus said, attempting to be undeterred by the odd energy of the place.

"My baby needs some encouragement, is that it?" Sunshine interrupted, taking Marcus's face in her hands.

Her face was inches away from Marcus's, causing him to blush profusely, stunned by the woman's beauty and sudden proximity.

"Maybe this will help convince you. Give you some courage," Sunshine said.

Then she proceeded to lick Marcus's lips sensually until he gasped in shock.

Once his mouth was partially open, she pressed her mouth over his, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth, exploring it thoroughly.

Not only did she kiss Marcus as no other woman had kissed him before, but she also pressed her sizeable bust against his chest. Making him more excited than he had ever been in his life.

Tyson was too shocked by the woman's audacity to do or say anything. He was pretty sure her husband was watching them from the inside of the house. Yet, she allowed Marcus's hands to roam down her back and wander to her firm behind, stroking it possessively.

"Now, if you want us to continue this, all you need to do is help me, and then I'll help you out as well," Sunshine said suggestively, escaping Marcus's grasp.

As she moved towards the house, Marcus followed her as if he were hypnotized. Tyson was pretty sure that, in a way, he was under a spell. Sunshine was like the most cunning succubus luring the victim into her den.

Yet, Tyson saw no other way but to follow the overly excited puppy that was his friend. He did so in the hopes of saving them both from whatever atrocious plans the couple had in store for them.

The pitch-black darkness only increased Tyson's anxiety. Although he was expecting to be ambushed, not knowing how or when it would happen had his heart in his throat.

The anticipation was making his palms sweat and his brain go into overdrive, trying to memorize the path they were taking, listening to all sounds around him.

Marcus, on the other hand, stumbled and tripped multiple times. However, that didn't slow him down. After all, he wasn't led by reason but other, lower instincts and urges.

"Follow me. Over here," Sunshine called out to Marcus like a siren luring sailors to their death.

Once they were deep in the belly of the beast that was the crumbling house, Tyson heard a floorboard creak behind him.

Before he could react in any way, a hand wrapped itself firmly around his neck from out of nowhere.

"Make a sound, and you're dead," a gruff voice whispered in Tyson's ear.

In the meantime, Sunshine grabbed Marcus's hand and threw him to the ground in complete sync with her husband's actions.

While Marcus was still stunned by the throw, Sunshine proceeded to sit on top of him to stop him from getting up.

"Oh, you want to do it right now. Here?" Marcus asked.

He didn't wait for an answer but took off his top, eagerly awaiting what would come next.

Tyson would've facepalmed at his friend's stupidity. However, the guy keeping him in a chokehold stopped him from making any sudden movements. His friend's complete inability to come to his senses wasn't worth dying for.

"What are you doing? Stop taking your clothes off!" the man holding Tyson yelled in shock.

"Oh, are you Sunshine's brother? We thought you were stuck in the basement. Luckily, you found a way out on your own," Marcus said enthusiastically.

Still, he didn't start to put his clothes back on. It was as if he was hoping that the two men would give him and Sunshine some privacy.

"Ahem, Marcus," Tyson said, trying to infuse his voice with all the strictness he could convey to verbally slap some sense into him.

Marcus blinked rapidly as if his brain was glitching, trying to process the opposing information. Finally, the lightbulb came to life as he understood that perhaps the activities he had been expecting wouldn't come to pass.

"Oh, sorry about that," Marcus said, putting his shirt back on. "Don't blame Sunshine. We were just playing around.

From the innocent tone of Marcus's voice, Tyson realized he had no idea about the danger they were in. Furthermore, he was clueless he was addressing Sunshine's husband.

Surprisingly enough, Marcus's naivety gave Tyson an idea of how to get themselves out of the predicament they found themselves in, thanks to Marcus's horrible survival instincts.

He remembered Julius Caesar and his divide and conquer method. They were already in a lot of trouble as it was, what did they have to lose?