Feeling a tickle in her mouth, Yevgenia grit her teeth and pushed Yulan's shoulder away with force. “What do you mean, no one? Madam and my maid are clearly downstairs.” Fortunately, Yulan didn't seem to be entirely serious, as he let himself be pushe…
Continue Reading“I’ll be right back, Young Lady! Pl-please, just a little, just a tiny bit longer!” The flushed Madam hurried away. She was so excited that the creaking of the wooden stairs could be heard clearly. As the sound of footsteps faded, Anna spoke in a heavily lowe…
Continue ReadingHow on earth should I convey such a simple message: that I have absolutely no intention of threatening the Madam, I am not curious about the identity of that 'investor,' and all I need is for a single letter to be delivered to him...? In my current st…
Continue ReadingI shifted my slightly turned foot back into place and lifted my chin, acting as if nothing had happened. Unfolding my fan just in time to cover half of my face, I shifted my gaze. Through the gap in the boutique's door, I saw a woman with brown hair tied…
Continue ReadingDespite the kind way she phrased the question, Madam still looked bewildered. “I am indeed the owner of this place... but I don't quite understand what you mean, Young Lady.” “Madam, do you realistically think it's possible for a woman to open and mai…
Continue ReadingIt was baffling. Exactly what in this situation could possibly make Stella smile? There was no way she could be happy to be alone in an isolated space with 'Evgenia Martir,' the woman who had always tormented and insulted her... 'Could Raymond be…
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