## Chapter 4: The Night's Dark Turn

The music pulsed through the mansion, a vibrant and energetic force that seemed to drive the partygoers forward. Rio, however, had his eyes on one person: Lucas. He had been watching him all night, waiting for the perfect moment to make his move. Tyler's bet still lingered in his mind, and he was determined to see it through. As he navigated through the crowds, Rio's gaze locked onto Lucas, who was laughing and chatting with a group of people. He was clearly having a good time, and Rio's eyes narrowed as he watched him. The dim lighting and pulsating music created an atmosphere that was both exhilarating and suffocating. Rio excused himself from his friends and made his way over to Lucas, his eyes never leaving his face. He could see that Lucas was getting more and more intoxicated, stumbling and laughing with his friends. The smell of alcohol and sweat hung in the air, and Rio's senses were on high alert. "Hey, Lucas," Rio said, his voice low and husky. "What are you doing?" Lucas looked up at him, his eyes glassy and unfocused. "Just having a good time, Rio," he slurred. Rio smiled, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Well, let's take this party to the next level," he said, pulling Lucas towards him. Lucas stumbled and staggered, his eyes fixed on Rio's face. "What are you doing, Rio?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Rio just smiled and pulled him closer, his arms wrapping around Lucas's waist. "I'm taking you to a quiet place," he said, his voice low and husky. As they walked through the crowds, Lucas didn't resist, his body swaying to the music. Rio could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that this was it. This was the moment he had been waiting for. The lights and music seemed to fade into the background as Rio led Lucas to one of the guest bedrooms. He pushed Lucas onto the bed, his body following him down. For a moment, they just lay there, Lucas's eyes fixed on Rio's face. "What are you doing, Rio?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Rio just smiled, his eyes glinting with excitement. "I'm just taking care of you, Lucas," he said, his voice low and husky. And with that, Rio's demeanor changed, his eyes taking on a darker, more sinister energy. He began to kiss Lucas, his lips pressing down on his mouth. Lucas tried to push him away, but Rio was too strong, his body pinning him down. As the night wore on, Rio committed a heinous act against Lucas, leaving him traumatized and violated. Rio's excitement and anticipation had turned to guilt and regret as he looked down at Lucas's broken body. For a moment, he just lay there, his eyes fixed on Lucas's face. He knew that he had crossed a line, and he wasn't sure if he could ever go back. The music and laughter from the party seemed to fade into the background as Rio realized the gravity of his actions. As he looked down at Lucas, Rio felt a wave of regret wash over him. He had never felt this way before, and he wasn't sure how to process his emotions. He slowly got up from the bed, his eyes never leaving Lucas's face. The darkness of the room seemed to close in around him as Rio realized what he had done. He had taken advantage of Lucas, and he had hurt him. For the first time in his life, Rio felt a pang of guilt and regret. He didn't know what the future held, but he knew that he had to make things right. He looked down at Lucas, and for a moment, their eyes met. Rio saw the pain and trauma in Lucas's eyes, and he knew that he had to find a way to make it right. The night had changed everything, and Rio was left to pick up the pieces of his shattered conscience. He slowly walked out of the room, leaving Lucas alone and broken. The music and laughter from the party seemed to fade into the background as Rio realized that he had to face the consequences of his actions.