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Unfinished Words

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“Lorna…” Lady Stella repeated, uttering the name slowly, as if measuring its weight.

“Get her for me.”

The words fell softly, yet with a gravity the maid didn't miss. She lowered her head in a slight bow, a smile tugged at her lips, before leaving the study.

Lady Stella remained still, her gaze grew aloof, her thoughts whirling. Why had Arrow taken such a strange interest in a maid?

She recalled sending Lorna to serve him on the night of his arrival, dismissing the details as irrelevant at the time. But now–

Was it because she was that maid?

A knock on the door snapped Lady Stella from her thoughts. She drew in a deep breath before uttering a low, “come in.”

The door squealed open, and Lorna stepped inside, her movements careful. She shut it quietly behind her, the soft click echoing louder than it should have in the room. Then with cautious steps, she approached the desk–Lady Stella’s gaze fixed on her, unwavering, assessing.

“You sent for me, my Lady,” Lorna spoke f
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    “Lorna…” Lady Stella repeated, uttering the name slowly, as if measuring its weight. “Get her for me.” The words fell softly, yet with a gravity the maid didn't miss. She lowered her head in a slight bow, a smile tugged at her lips, before leaving the study. Lady Stella remained still, her gaze grew aloof, her thoughts whirling. Why had Arrow taken such a strange interest in a maid? She recalled sending Lorna to serve him on the night of his arrival, dismissing the details as irrelevant at the time. But now– Was it because she was that maid? A knock on the door snapped Lady Stella from her thoughts. She drew in a deep breath before uttering a low, “come in.” The door squealed open, and Lorna stepped inside, her movements careful. She shut it quietly behind her, the soft click echoing louder than it should have in the room. Then with cautious steps, she approached the desk–Lady Stella’s gaze fixed on her, unwavering, assessing. “You sent for me, my Lady,” Lorna spoke f

  • The White Lady's Slave    A Son's Prolonged Stay

    The faint scent of orchids lingered in the air, curling around the quiet of the study. It was a spacious room, lined on both sides with towering bookshelves and neat filing cabinets. A large oakwood desk stood at its heart– Satin-smooth, the kind only given to furniture that commanded respect. Behind it, Lady Stella's lips curved into a knowing smile as she set down the receiver, ending a two-hour phone call with someone she knew all too well. Her mind drifted to Arrow–he’d been staying in the mansion longer than usual. Whatever the reason, it felt like the perfect chance to advance her plans. Still, she was bothered by the mystery behind his prolonged visit. He was a busy businessman–of course, he had holidays and breaks but never at this particular time of the year. “Mother.” Almost as if pulled straight from her thoughts, Arrow stood at her desk. His worried gaze scanned her face, in search of something she couldn't name. “Arrow.” Her eyes gleamed. “ What brings

  • The White Lady's Slave    Caught In The Act

    Lorna?!” Lauren's mouth dropped open, stunned to see a nervous Lorna standing there. She glanced back and forth between her brother and the maid, trying to connect the dots. “Please don't tell Mom, I'd do anything–just don't tell mom about us.” Arrow moved in front of Lorna, protectively. Lorna's gaze lingered on his broad figure in front of her, blocking her from view. Her pulse still racing from the moment she'd slipped out of the closet. Lauren blinked, speechless. When did her brother start acting like this? Desperate? Protective? “Us?” she murmured back, her brows rising. “You just got here–how are you professing love to a maid in such a short period of time?!” She barely gave him a chance to respond before shifting her attention abruptly to Lorna. “And you, Lorna…seriously?! I didn't expect this from you. Feelings? for him? All of a sudden?” Lorna lowered her head, avoiding Lauren's gaze in shame. Arrow's frown deepened, noticing her demeanor. “Hey, don't sco

  • The White Lady's Slave    The Reveal; 2

    Arrow let out a low, frustrated groan as the knocking continued. Meanwhile, Lorna rushed to pull her nightdress back on, panic and fear written all over her face. “What do we do?!” Lorna whisper-yelled, panting in panic, gripping her nightdress as the knocking persisted. Arrow stayed eerily calm, his gaze fixed on the door–thier only exit. But she couldn't go out through the door, not like this, not at the moment. “Arrow?” The voice came from behind the door, startling both him and Lorna who was on the verge of a breakdown. Lauren? It was Lauren at the door. By this hour? Arrow blinked, confused. Everyone was supposed to be asleep by now. This is what you get for sneaking around. “The closet. Go hide in there until she's gone.” He whispered, his voice lower than ever. “What if she comes in there?!” Lorna hissed, mentally preparing herself for the disaster about to unfold. What would happen if she was caught? Arrow let out a breath, running his fingers thr

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    He had called for her–again. Lorna walked quietly through the corridors, her breathing unsteady, excitement bubbling beneath her chest. Each step pulled her towards the one place she would've gladly avoided–and yet here she was, heading straight for him. Arrow's quarters. Lady Stella had come by for a brief meeting the other day, acknowledging chef Katherina–as usual–and pointing out a few tiny mistakes she had noticed at the dining table. Of course, she was never satisfied even when things were near perfect. There was always something–one flaw or the other–to correct. Lorna, however, was quietly thankful. Lady Stella hadn't noticed her son's steady attention during the meal. That would’ve been a different story entirely–one that wouldn't have ended after dinner. Why had she answered him? The mansion was quiet, lamps dimmed, doors shut– it was late enough that everyone was already in bed, the perfect hour for sneaking around the mansion, unnoticed. Safe to s

  • The White Lady's Slave    Under His Gaze

    Lorna's Pov; We were on standby, waiting to be called into the dining hall to serve dinner, and I can't lie—I'm so nervous that my hands have been trembling for the past ten minutes. I've been taking deep breaths over and over again, trying to calm myself. From where I stood, I could hear Lady Stella's laughter blending with Sir Arrow's.It was strangely pleasing to the ears, echoing lightly through the house. A wave of anxiety washed through me. My thoughts were scattered. What if I embarrassed myself in front of him? What if I ruined everything? “Lorna, you'll be in charge of serving the drinks. Don't worry about the dishes–I'll handle that,” came the soothing voice of Head Chef Katherina, her tone warm and reassuring. I gave her a small smile, even though it does not change the fact that I was already panicking within me. “Start serving dinner, Katherina.” Lady Stella’s voice rang out from the dining room. Finally, Chef Katherina took the lead and I followed beh

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