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Chapter 19: The Don’s fold

Author: Black sweet
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-29 23:17:40

~ Avelyn ~

The moment the maids scattered, I darted after the nearest one, desperate like a woman in search of her child.

“Wait—please,” I called, clutching at her sleeve. “How do I make his bed? What am I supposed to do?”

Her eyes dropped, polite but firm. “That isn’t our jurisdiction.” She slipped away like smoke between my fingers.

I tried another, and another. The same answer. Polite, dismissive and gone in the blink of an eye. My pulse banged in my ears. The seconds were already ticking away and I was getting nowhere. I mean, I could simply just make his bed like I made mine every night in the Elvan’s mansion but something in my guts told me it wasn’t that simple, he might have a preference. A style and anything less would cost me. Dearly.

Finally, I spotted the head maid, her posture rigid as always, her hands folded in front of her like she’d been born to obey. If anyone knew, it would be her. It had to be.

“Please,” I begged. “You have to tell me. Just tell me how to make hi
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