LOGINBoth Jane and Julius turned their heads toward the deafening sound at the same time. The unexpected crash startled them both, but Julius reacted more instinctively than she did. His grip around her wrists tightened so abruptly that Jane winced in pain, her eyes widening in surprise. She knew he had been startled, but she had never imagined someone with such a gentle disposition could possess that much strength. For a brief moment, it felt as though he could crush the bones in her wrists without even realizing it.“What was that noise?” she asked quietly after feeling his fingers loosen. It seemed he had only just realized how tightly he had been holding her and immediately relaxed his grip, a flicker of guilt crossing his face.“It came from the dining hall,” Julius answered, his expression growing increasingly pale.Jane blinked.The dining hall?It wasn’t particularly close to Julius’s room. In fact, there were several corridors separating them. Yet Julius had answered without the s
Her eyebrows twitched and a part of her suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to lift her hand and drag it harshly across Victor's platinum hair until every smooth strand became a complete mess.That silky hair annoyed her so much.Perhaps because it always gave him an almost heavenly glow beneath the dim lights while his heart itself was nothing but a deep dark abyss capable of swallowing people whole without remorse.Feeling spiteful, she couldn't help but quietly mutter beneath her breath, "If only that man was my master, perhaps he would listen to a small wish that his servant makes."Crunch.A sharp crispy sound suddenly echoed throughout the room. Everyone immediately snapped their heads toward Victor at once.Jane herself froze at the sound but more than that, the red liquid that seemed so dark maroon as it dripped one drop by another She watched as Victor had crushed the card resting in his hand with enough force that the sharp corners pierced directly into his palm. The edges
Being quiet, Jane didn't pay much attention as the conversation flowed from one side of the long dining table to the other. She had no intention of involving herself in whatever topic the vampires found entertaining today. Listening too carefully only meant inviting trouble, and trouble was the one thing she had been trying to avoid ever since arriving at the Sayor estate.Instead, she simply lowered her gaze and focused on the food placed before her, pretending that the voices drifting around the room were nothing more than distant background noise.The people gathered inside the dining room were by no means ordinary.At the very head of the table sat Madam Sayor, carrying herself with the same imposing dignity that seemed to belong only to women who had ruled households for centuries. Every gesture she made was slow and elegant, yet beneath that refined exterior lingered an authority that no one around her dared challenge.Seated beside her was Senior Mr. Sayor, Vanessa's father.Co
When they reached the staircase, Vanessa was already standing near the landing with her arms crossed, speaking to one of the maids who looked both nervous and apologetic. The moment she heard footsteps approaching, she turned around. Upon seeing Victor walking beside Madam Sayor, genuine surprise flashed across her face before it quickly disappeared behind a faint frown."You are usually late," she remarked, raising a brow. "Is there a change in the wind for you to suddenly arrive on time?"Victor had barely parted his lips before Madam Sayor beat him to it."Oh, let Victor do as he pleases." She waved a dismissive hand toward her granddaughter before gently patting Victor's arm. "You cannot possibly understand how difficult it is for someone who cannot see to arrive precisely on time."Vanessa rolled her eyes but wisely held her tongue.Jane, however, quietly lowered her gaze.She knew Madam Sayor had spoken with nothing but kindness. Every word had come from genuine concern, meant o
As she entered the carriage, Jane's eyes remained glued to the bright red shoes upon her feet. She couldn't help lowering her gaze every now and then, almost as though she was afraid they would disappear the moment she looked away. Victor couldn't see what had captured her attention so completely, but he didn't need to. The slight quickening of her heartbeat, the subtle change in her breathing, and the occasional shift of her posture told him everything he wanted to know. His gift had delighted her far more than she intended to let him realize.Jane tried her best not to show it. It was only a pair of shoes, she repeatedly reminded herself. There was no reason to become this happy over something so ordinary. Yet every pair she had owned before had either been too worn from years of use, stitched together so poorly that they barely fit her feet, or handed down from someone else without a second thought. The back of her heels had long since grown accustomed to being rubbed raw until the
Inside his office, the Duke’s gaze remained fixed on the corner of the closed door long after Jane had left. His expression was as composed as ever, yet his thoughts lingered elsewhere, refusing to return to the countless matters waiting upon his desk. For the briefest moment, he found himself at a loss, his mind circling around something he could neither fully understand nor neatly categorize. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one that irritated him more than he cared to admit.The silence stretched until Stanley entered the room. The butler paused upon noticing the unusual sight before him. Even with the mountain of documents spread across the Duke’s desk, not a single page had been touched since Jane’s departure. Normally, even if the heavens themselves were about to split apart, the Duke would continue working without sparing a glance at the chaos around him. Seeing him sitting in complete silence, lost in thought, was unsettling enough that Stanley instinctively became more cautious
The butler pulled from his pocket a jingling sound of metals. She looked to saw the large circular metal that had keys all around the place, jingling in a different color. He seemed to be a little flustered as he tried to choose from between the keys the one that was by far the brightest streak of
Day or night, Jane couldn't tell anymore. All she know was that she had been moved from one place to another. Sometimes alone in a carriage or with so many people in a room. For some reason, her eyes were kept tied with the cloth with no one ever letting her open her eyes at all. But for now, she s
"Once you're done over here, go do the rest of the laundry from the East Wing."The old bigger callously pushed the mono glass from his left eyes in place and stared at the paper board in front of him as he demanded his task towards Jane.Jane didn't feel small with the obvious condescending attitu
“Where are you?”The sound of thunder shook Jane’s trembling body even worse. She was already cold from the rain soaking through her clothes, dripping down her skin, and that gentle voice made it worse. Like a snake's, his voice slithered through the air, coaxing, as if he was simply trying to lure







