A traumatizing encounter

"I-it was just a bit of fun," Mr. Luca stuttered, his eyes flickering towards Miss Adrianne for support. She scurried off the bed, straightening her dress and smoothing her hair, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. Miss Adrianne giggled, a high-pitched sound that grated on my nerves. "Oh, come on, Harrison," she cooed, her voice sticky with fake innocence. "You know how these girls can be. They just get so lonely down here, and who can blame them for seeking a little...companionship?" Mr. Harrison's gaze flicked to me, his eyes filled with a storm of emotions I couldn't quite decipher. "Is this true, Emma?" he asked, his voice tight with tension. I didn't ask for a companionship,it's not true, I screamed inside my head. But the words wouldn't come out. All I could do was shake my head, my throat closing up with fear. "No," I managed to whisper, the sound barely audible. "It's not true." Mr. Harrison's eyes narrowed, and he turned back to Mr. Luca. "Get the fuck out of my house,