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The maids all agreed, young perverts were the worst employers. Old perverts at least had some shame, some awareness of societal expectations. Young perverts, however, were generally and brazenly shameless. It was all too common for them to claim that the maid, harboring ambitions of social climbing, had been the seducer. Daniel, walking ahead, glanced back. “Hurry up.” “Oh, right. See you later, Alexandre.” Ellie, momentarily lost in thought, scurried after him. The cat remained, watching her…- 29.7 K • Ongoing
“Wow….” I couldn’t help but gasp. Tall, elegant buildings lined the grounds. This was Oberstein Academy. As an academy founded by the Imperial Family, it exuded an aura of wealth. Located in Briston, the imperial capital, Oberstein Academy was filled with students from affluent families. As the most prestigious school in the empire, it also attracted students from distant regions. I was one of them. All the students here had passed the notoriously difficult entrance exam. Looking around, I saw…- 38.6 K • Ongoing
Chapter 5 - Misunderstanding “I may not be much good at other things, but my sense of smell is quite keen… I’m certain.” If Helion’s words were true, there could be only one explanation. Lowell had killed the slave trader. Entirely because of Helion…! The marks of abuse were deeply etched into Helion’s pale skin. Not only had he been bound with ropes, but he'd been roughly handled right in front of Lowell. It seemed reason enough for Lowell to draw his sword. In the original story,…- 53.0 K • Ongoing
“Um…hear what?” “About this gathering. Duke Verhagen is attending.” I nearly choked on my cocktail. Barely managing to avoid embarrassment, I set down my glass and took a sip of water. “I see you didn't know. I assumed you did, so I didn't mention it.” “Duke Verhagen still hasn't found a partner?” The Verhagen Dukedom wasn't short on funds, and the Duke was undeniably handsome. Surely, he could have found a partner easily if he wanted to. “It's not…- 50.3 K • Ongoing
“My name couldn’t actually be Raven, could it?” Shariette snapped, then hastily added, “I know it doesn’t suit her.” The name, along with her surname, were gifts from her long-dead mother. Elegant, the sort of name befitting nobility, it didn’t suit her at all. Blanche had found it so dreadfully unsuitable that she’d re-christened her “Sasha.” Blanche might have been foul-tempered, but she had impeccable taste. Noxian clicked his tongue, a look of pity on his face. “Your…- 46.9 K • Ongoing
I subtly probed him. He shook his head in denial, then stepped back from the door and bowed deeply. Forgive my intrusion at this late hour.” Unlike Leonhardt, who remained rooted in the garden like a statue, Monet was the first to leave. His steps were hurried, like a man fleeing something unbearable. Diana considered their contrasting reactions, suspicion blossoming in her mind. Perhaps the feelings they held for her were not mere attachment. Both Leonhardt and Monet were in the prime of…- 32.0 K • Ongoing
- He wasn’t intentionally trying to single Ellie out. He’d accepted her presence; there was no reason to be unkind. He simply wasn't naturally friendly to anyone. Yet, the maids were consistently amiable towards him. He wasn't sure why, and he'd never bothered to ask, but he had a suspicion. It was likely due to his impressive letter of introduction and the rumors it had spawned. Regardless, he didn’t enjoy being complicit in ostracizing someone. He smoothed out the crumpled paper and thrust it…
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- It was none of his concern. Daniel carefully folded the letter and tucked it under Ellie’s pillow. His gaze fell upon her sleeping form. Curled up on her side, her small frame looked vulnerable. The thin nightgown was one thing, but she should have pulled up the blanket. As he covered her, he noticed the upturned corners of her mouth. Was she dreaming of food, or perhaps journeying through her fantasy land? He poked the dimple in her cheek with his finger. Disturbed from her sweet dreams, Ellie…
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- The holiday wasn’t over yet. Enjoying a leisurely evening, Ellie lay on her stomach, penning a letter. Daniel leaned against the headboard, seemingly engrossed in a Bible. His sudden piety, however, was a ruse. He was rereading the densely packed notes—written in code—hidden within its margins. He desperately needed a new strategy, even without the goat’s incessant nagging. Ellie glanced at Daniel’s profile repeatedly as she wrote. Her gaze was too intense to ignore. Without turning, he asked,…
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“Just pick a dress already,” Evan said, stifling a yawn and urging his sister to make her choice. Even as he spoke, his thoughts were consumed by Vivian. Vivian, with her large, luminous eyes like a young deer. Vivian, with her soft, fragrant brown hair that smelled sweet when the warm spring breeze blew. Vivian, with her tiny mouth that nibbled even the smallest piece of chocolate slowly and delightfully. Vivian, so intelligent yet kind and innocent, a fragrant target for lurking hyenas. “I…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
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