A strange reaction

You freeze, staring at Emily Ratajkowski and wondering if she had seen you appear out of thin air. If she had, it would be strange because she's not surprised or acting like how any normal person might if someone teleported into their house. No, instead, Emily is calm and confident, almost a little sleepy, and you wait for her to speak.

"I just woke up and saw the news," she says.

"Oh?"

"So you're the guy behind that website and those videos. Looks like you were careless and got caught?"

"I guess so..."

"And now you're here while the police is looking for you," Emily takes a sip of her wine and starts walking towards the mantle above the fireplace, motioning to you with a finger to join her. Curious, you do, as she sets the wine glass down and grabs the bejeweled medieval sword sitting on a frame atop the fireplace. You remember the object from your first time in this house and how holding it felt like a feather in your hands, though you were too preoccupied with wanting to have sex with Emily and Margot that you had forgotten to ask about it. The scabbard is adorned with large rubies, and at the end of hilt is a big diamond. Just as you're starting to wonder what Emily is doing, she speaks.

"Magic. That's how you did it, right? I knew those rings you have on looked familiar. Is that how you got Margot to sleep with you?" Emily asks pointedly. You're stunned that she knows about the rings.

"Uh... sort of..."

"Obviously 1 of them allows you to teleport. And the women in the videos, that must be some kind of hypnosis or mind control. Am I right? But you didn't do that to Margot, you must have done something else... Interesting... But you didn't use your magic on me?"

"No, I didn't need to..."

"Because I thought you were Margot's boy toy, but it was the other way around... Hmm..." Emily doesn't seem too bothered as she unravels the mystery about you, and she slowly unsheathes the sword. You hear the same singing sound from your initial encounter with the object.

"What are you doing?" you ask, taking a step back cautiously. Was she about to attack you with the sword?

Emily snickers when she sees your movement, but she points the sword at a vase on a nearby coffee table. "This sword is special. My mother gave it to me, among other things. She used to dabble in such relics."

"It's nice."

"Oh, it's a little more than that," Emily says as she takes a swing at the vase. You brace yourself for the sound of the sword smashing through the vase, but there is no sound and you blink. You could have sworn you had seen the blade swing through the vase, but the item is still intact. Emily chuckles and repeats the action, this time much slower, and you see the blade pass through the vase like it's not there. She then swings at the table and a few other things to show you that the blade can't cut.

"It's magical," you remark, understanding now why Emily wasn't surprised by your sudden appearance. It looks like she may understand magic more than you do.

"Yes. It doesn't physically cut anything. But everything it cuts becomes the property of the holder."

"Huh?"

"It means, if I go to a car dealership and swing this at a car, it will be mine. Registration, keys, everything. The owner would rush to give me the car, because it's mine."

"That's... an interesting power..."

"Of course, I can't go around wielding a sword in public or people will think I'm crazy," Emily says, then she presses the diamond on the hilt, just like how you activate your magic rings, and the sword disappears, although she's still holding it in her hands. It's invisible. You're about to ask her more about the sword, when she suddenly turns to you and takes a swing. You don't feel anything, but you imagine the blade passing through your torso. Your eyes go wide as you check yourself for any injuries, but you know it's worse than that.

Emily smiles and winks at you. "Now, you're mine."