The baroness and the haunted mansion

After Baroness Michelle Von Eascher's husband passed away, the widowed woman was left with the inheritance of all his riches and property. Included in that property was the mansion and, unbeknownst to her originally, a second much larger and older mansion.

A note left to her had explained that while the mansion they lived in was passed down through his family since 1658, it was actually a gift for long service from the king to his ancestor, who was a prominent member in court and tutored the prince in the sciences. The mansion had served as their home until the current year of 1890.

Though for the older house, their ancestors hardly spoke of it. All that was known was that it had originally belonged to a notoriously perverted lord before the baron's ancestor bought it over after the lord's **** in 1578. Though it was an older and more prominent house, for some reason the baron's ancestor abandoned it as soon as possible when he got the deed for the current mansion.

While Michelle dismissed it as the ancestors taking a liking to a newer house over an older one, her husband had an air of caution when mentioning the old house.

It was a windy and dark night when Baroness Michelle Von Eascher was dropped off to have a look at the old mansion for herself to decide what to do with it.

She was decked out in a simpler outfit with earrings, a gold necklace, and clad in a simple black dress. She adjusted her tied up blonde hair as she looked around the pavement leading up to the house, feeling nervous but not even knowing why.

As she swung open the ornate wooden door, a grand sight awaited her. The entrance was massive, with polished wooden floors leading to multiple rooms. She could make out a library and a kitchen from a glance. The middle was a wooden staircase with brass designs decorating the sides, leading up to the second floor.

"I don't see why he didn't choose to live here instead, this looks far better than our current mansion..." She mused to herself as she looked and walked around, ignoring the feeling of a slight chill running up her spine.

Michelle first entered to check out the library. It was a fairly sized room, as big as a bedroom in a normal person's house. A dusty red carpet covered the floor as the walls were fitted with bookshelves hosting all manner of books, from literature to cooking guides, arranged neatly in order. As she examined the shelves more closely, she felt a cold wind and a chilling sensation as her dress was gripped and pulled down exposing her plump breasts!

"What manner of-" Michelle gasped as she couldn't believe what was happening, trying to save her dignity by wrapping her arms around her breasts and looking for the culprit.

No wonder the mansion was hardly ever brought up, it was haunted!