The door swung open. Mirabelle stood on the stairs, gazing at me with curiosity. I struggled to find words to describe her beauty. If Roman resembled the sun god, then Mirabelle was undoubtedly the moon goddess. The gods must have fashioned her bones from ice and her skin from snow. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering with a crystalline brilliance, reflecting the twinkle of stars. Her nearly white, long hair flowed like moonlight—soft, ethereal, and enchanting.
No wonder they said Mr. Marcus would never refuse any request from his daughter. I thought, if such a beautiful creature with tear-filled eyes pleaded with me, I would do anything for her...
"Are you Lily?" Before I could even figure out how to start the conversation, she had already recognized me. I quickly responded, "Yes, yes, it's me."
"Well then, go away. I don't like you."
"... Why?"
Her brother had clearly said everyone would like me!!! It seemed men's words really couldn't
"What the hel... No, no, Miss Lily, I asked you to persuade our young miss, not to come and abduct her," I never intended for it to turn out this way... I'm at a loss for words.Mira, on the other hand, happily leaped towards him, "Good afternoon, Mr. Lawrence~""Good afternoon..."The butler, Lawrence, glanced at me helplessly, "The President will be very angry, believe me."However, the more troublesome matter lay ahead. I wanted Lawrence to take Mirabelle back to the estate. But she insisted on accompanying me to see my grandmother. Having her at my place was fine, but the problem was, my grandmother wanted me to come home for a blind date! How could I bring her along to a blind date?"Please, I want to see," she pleaded."It's out of the question! Did you forget what you promised me before we left?"She turned to Lawrence with a pleading look, "Mr. Lawrence..."Lawrence hesitated for a moment and then suggested, "But, I sug
Lucius yelled in pain and pushed me away, giving me a chance to escape the room. I hurriedly ran towards the exit. He didn't chase after me, instead, he twisted his face in agony, a sinister smile forming, "You can't escape. Mirabelle's spirit will haunt you forever! Abandon her and run away! I swear you'll dream of her tear-stained bloody face tonight!"But I didn't stop in my tracks. I ran out without looking back, heading towards my car...I hastily opened the car door, rummaged around in the back seat, and when I found what I was looking for, I quickly turned back. Lucius was still inside the private room.He had stopped his pursuit, but was still sitting there, using tissues to wipe his face. The tissues had a few red stains on them, evidence of the bite. "You're back?"Lucius straightened up, his wild and arrogant smile returning. Meanwhile, beneath the dirty coat I was holding, I raised something up in my hand, causing the fabric to protrude slight
Lawrence quickly summoned the doctor as before. When Wilson saw that the patient was Mirabelle, his expression changed dramatically."Mirabelle? Goodness! What have you people been up to? I'm going to inform Mr. Marcus about this right away!" He turned to leave.The servants hurriedly stopped him, causing a noisy commotion in the already cramped room. I wearily sat down by the bedside, urging, "Wilson, examine and treat her quickly. If anything happens to her, I'll tell Mr. Marcus that you're responsible for it!"Wilson hesitated, "What? How is that my fault?""How is it not your fault? Medical negligence can include 'delayed treatment,' right? I'll tell Mr. Marcus that his daughter's worsening condition is due to your delaying treatment!"Wilson's confidence wavered, and he begrudgingly stopped in his tracks, coming back to examine Mirabelle more carefully.Lawrence discreetly moved next to me and whispered, "You're quite commanding now, al
Antoninus didn't seem to mind much about the situation."I've already informed Marcus about Mirabelle's situation here at the estate. She's planning to make a video call to her family later. Would you mind keeping her company?""Sure," I replied with a touch of sadness. "I should have apologized to Mr. Marcus, though.""No, I didn't ask you to apologize," Antoninus assured me.He lowered his gaze and looked at me with sincere eyes under the starlit sky. "You can say whatever you want to him. With me, you don't have to compromise yourself."His words were truly touching, but as I gazed into his deep and enigmatic eyes, I couldn't help but wonder how many secrets were hidden behind them. Were Lucius' words true? Was he a victim like me that night five years ago, or was he somehow involved in the dark events that took place?I couldn't find the answers in his eyes and eventually looked away in disappointment. Just then, Mirabelle came running towards us.Her leg was still wrapped in band
I was resolute and unwavering, both of us lying on our sides, staring into each other's eyes.This time, he was the one who looked away first.I felt a sense of triumph, a small smile unconsciously forming on my lips. Because I suddenly realized that he wasn't as intimidating as he seemed.Despite his foul temper, I had been living here for almost two months, and he had never mistreated me.Even when I used the excuse of alcohol to pin him down and kiss him forcefully that one time, he didn't seem angry.Maybe... he wasn't as cold-hearted as he appeared?I became curious about how tolerant his boundaries really were. So, I cautiously extended my mischievous hand to touch the waist tie of his sleep robe.He was still wearing the same sleep robe from that night, without any zippers or buttons, just the loosely tied waistband.If I were to undo this tie... He lowered his head and glanced at me, seemingly aware of my intentio
I was startled by my own thoughts and quickly shook my head to banish that idea. In any case, although fatigued, today was destined to be a busy day.7:00 AM: I went to the dining hall to have breakfast with Antoninus. I was on edge the whole time, unable to even look up at him.7:30 AM: I escorted Chris onto Lawrence's "school bus." The little guy was well-behaved today, but Mirabelle insisted on tagging along. Lawrence and I spent a good ten minutes trying to persuade her, but we eventually had to summon an entire fleet of bodyguards to escort her.When I finally had a moment to return to my office in the city, Blake was there, cursing up a storm. My colleagues saw me standing at the door and looked at me as if I were their savior. They seemed like they wanted to pry Blake's head open to make him turn around and see me."Boss?" I timidly pushed the door open.Blake turned around, his expression swiftly transitioning from anger to delight. "Lily!
We headed to the badminton court at the university where Roman taught. It was clear that Roman hadn't lied; he was indeed a teacher there and quite popular. Every passing student greeted him warmly, especially some daring female students who even posed flirtatiously and threw seductive glances at him.By the time he took out his badminton racket, we were surrounded by a crowd. I wasn't used to being in the spotlight like this... So, when someone came up and asked for my racket, I quickly handed it over. I let them fight over the chance to be Roman's practice partner and discreetly slipped into the crowd.Roman glanced at me with curiosity and maneuvered through the students to approach me. Blushing and embarrassed, I looked around, afraid of drawing attention.But what did he do? He knelt down on one knee in front of me, causing a wave of gasps from the surrounding students. I wanted to cry. The more I worried about standing out, the more awkward I became, and t
Roman obediently put the bag down, though his expression still seemed somewhat... guilty?I was so nervous that my hand holding the phone was trembling. "Don't tell me you've already opened it...""I would never just go through someone else's belongings," Roman reassured me.Scratching his head, he carefully chose his words, "But unfortunately, I wasn't the first one to find the bag.""Alright, alright, I get it." My face fell, and I felt like crying, "So you guys definitely saw that, right?""If you're referring to the rather 'provocative' cover, then yes, and by the time I arrived, the students were already passing it around."Roman scratched his head again, clearly struggling to put his thoughts together, "I'm sorry. I should have gotten there earlier. However, I did warn them to keep it confidential. Whether or not you choose to disclose your sexual orientation should be your decision."???My sexual orientation is normal,