Carefully, Sarah opened the door to her room slightly, trying to see who was knocking. Lucian, with an angry expression on his face, entered the room without permission."Who were you peeping at?" demanded Lucian, his gaze piercing Sarah.Sarah tried to hold back fear, "I didn't mean to peek, Sir. I just wanted to know what was going on in the house.""Listen carefully, never again step outside your room without permission. You have no right to pry into other people's private affairs," Lucian warned sternly.Sarah nodded, feeling cornered in her little room. Lucian left her room with a firm step, but his expression hadn't completely subsided. Sarah sat on the edge of her bed, trying to ease the tension.Marco tried to calm down a visibly shaken Esme in the living room. "Calm down, Esme. Lucian is probably just surprised. We have to find a good way to solve this problem."Esme nodded, trying to hide her fear. "But what am I supposed to do? He doesn't even trust me."Marco gave an encou
Although the waiter's face reflected displeasure, as if fate played a role, his fear of sharp knives was real. With cautious steps, the servant asked, "What do you want?"Sarah gave strict instructions, "Disguise yourself as me. And you will be safe."The servant's brow furrowed, reflecting deep anxiety. She realized the tremendous risk she would face if Lucian learned of this plan. However, Sarah's threat to him could not be ignored."Hurry up!" snapped Sarah.Scared and hesitant, the servant spoke, "But, what if Lord Lucian finds out about all this? He will kill me."Sarah assured him, "I'll make sure that won't happen. Trust me!"Along with his doubts, the servant finally complied with Sarah's request. They changed their clothes. Sarah also put on a mask so her face would not be recognized."You just need to cover your whole body with a blanket. Stay away even if Lucian calls you. Understood?"She nodded. However, the inevitable worry still lurked in her eyes."Wait!" he said."Wh
Lucian approached Sarah with his sharp, probing eyes. However, Sarah's success in disguising herself as a maid was not enough to take Lucian's sharp attention off her. He stood before her, staring intently at Sarah."He doesn't know," Sarah muttered to herself, trying to maintain composure."Not feeling well, Deborah?" asked Lucian in a sarcastic tone, his smile containing disbelief.Sarah swallowed and tried to maintain her demeanour. "Yes, sir. A little dizzy and weak," she replied hoarsely.Lucian grinned as if enjoying the situation. "Rest for a while. Then get back to work."Sarah tried to contain her agitation. "Very well, sir. I apologize, sir. Maybe it's because the task is quite heavy today."Lucian left the kitchen, leaving a tense atmosphere behind him. When Lucian was out of sight, the other servants breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them gave Sarah a sympathetic look, recognizing how difficult her position was. However, some still looked at her with suspicion."Poor Deb
Aware of Sarah's presence in the doorway, Lucian invited her in with a firm, "Come in!"Sarah stepped in cautiously, carrying a bottle of beer in her hand. "Sir, I brought some beer from the cellar. I'm sure you'll like it.""I prefer the outfit you're wearing tonight, Sarah."Lucian took the beer from her hand, his gaze lingering on her long enough to make her cheeks flush. She wore a simple dress, one that modestly framed her figure. To her surprise, Lucian’s compliment was genuine, not dripping with the usual sarcasm she had come to expect."Thank you," she mumbled, eyes downcast. She wondered how a man who had her under lock and key could make her feel so vulnerable yet strangely seen.Lucian poured the beer into two glasses, sliding one across the table towards her. "Sit. Drink with me."Tentatively, Sarah took a seat, lifting the glass to her lips. The beer was cold and bitter, a stark contrast to the warmth spreading through her from Lucian's proximity. "Why do you keep me here
With trembling hands, Sarah replied, "I..."Lucian immediately snatched the phone from Sarah's hand, his expression full of anger. "Don't you ever do this again, understand?"Sarah, who was slumped on the floor, could only nod weakly. She felt increasingly squeezed into a predicament. Lucian pushed her away, pacing back and forth, trying to contain his fury."Why did you contact him?" he demanded, his voice shaking with a mix of rage and betrayal."I... I just wanted to understand why he did it," Sarah stammered, tears streaming down her face. "I wanted closure."Lucian's eyes softened momentarily, but the anger quickly returned. "You don't need closure from a man like Marcus. He's dangerous, Sarah. Reaching out to him puts you in jeopardy."Sarah wiped her tears, her voice barely a whisper. "I know. I’m sorry."Lucian sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He sat down beside her, his tone softer but still stern. "You have to trust me. Everything I do is to protect you."She
Marco felt darkness creep into his heart as he searched for Laura around the hallways of the hospital. Each step felt heavier, anxiety creeping into his mind. Laura, on the other hand, slipped between the corridors, her heart a mixture of disappointment and curiosity.Laura's steps out of the hospital were quick and purposeful. She needed air, space to think. The confrontation with Marco had been unexpected, and now she felt torn between her duty and her emotions. As she exited the hospital, she bumped into Esme, who was just arriving."Laura?" Esme's voice was filled with concern. "What happened? You look upset."Laura forced a smile, shaking her head. "It's nothing, Esme. Just a lot on my mind."Esme wasn't convinced. "Come on, let's go for a walk. You can tell me everything."The two women walked towards the nearby park, the evening air cool and refreshing. Laura remained silent, trying to gather her thoughts. Esme, sensing her friend's hesitation, decided to break the silence."I'
"You look ravishing, Luna," Beatrice said as she styled her hair into a ponytail with coils at the front."Do you think so?"Katherine asked, turning to face Beatrice. For some reason, she trusted Beatrice more than all the maids in the Mansion, but Beatrice played with her trust and thrashed it like it was a dog's truth."Luna! Which of the dresses are you going for?" Beatrice asked, bringing out a green short gown with a split that ended at Luna's thighs."Which of them do you love? The green sexy gown or the black powerful gown?" Luna questioned, pulling out another gown from her wardrobe."I don't know, Luna. I think the green sexy gown would suit you. Alpha appreciates such sexy clothes, you know?" Beatrice smiled as Luna took the gown from her hand."Really? Does that mean you've been seducing my husband with such a dress?" Luna retorted, and Beatrice opened and closed her mouth like a fish. Luna guessed she was surprised at how she found out she was sleeping with her husband, ev
The early morning sun shone brightly on Katerina's face, and as she gasped out, her heart immediately started beating wildly as she remembered what happened last night.Only if Beta Edward agrees to do what she wants, maybe things would be sorted out smoothly.The door opened, and two maids walked in with their heads bowed."Leave, I will dress myself," she muttered, stepping down from the king-size bed.As she walked into the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, realizing she had slowly become someone else.After having her bath, she went downstairs for dinner and noticed the maids gossiping around."What is it? There seems to be something I'm missing," she said, digging her fork into the fried chicken."First lady isn't back, and Mrs. Beatrice is missing," one of the maids replied to her, and she rolled her eyes.How's that supposed to be an issue? She had been maltreated for two years now, yet no one saw it as an issue, huh? Impressive."I hope that all die and perish; no