Phantomhive Servants Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kilian stepped in front of me. “She does not speak english. IShe is my new servant. Dad, you can not have her. You bought her for me!” The word hit me hard. Servant! Was he telling his dad I was his servant? Would his father take me now that the truth was out. “Lyra?” Dragan’s face turns to regrat.

I nodded and said, "That feels good. " "Get down on your knees. Beg me. " My head snapped up and I shouted at him, "Are you playing with me? " "How can you say playing? You're the one who said you liked it and wanted more." I blushed, "Our agreement was that I would be a servant for you, not a whore." "In my world, a servant has to do everything to make his master happy." He winked at me, "Right now, what makes me happy is the sex with you ."

The older man at the door looked back and forth between my tormentor and me. His kind eyes were filled with confusion. It was clear that he did not know what to do. “This… He…” The cleaner pointed at me. My tormentor remained stunned for a moment. Then, he seemed to think of something, and his expression relaxed. His tone became arrogant as he said, “What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone discipline their servant?” He pointed at me too, the gold ring on it gleaming, and shot me a warning gaze.

The other servant exclaims, "Like Lieutenant General Liu Chen!" Then the three servants all nod. Her highness' personal servants can actually see through them. It's just these two are too dense to notice the feelings that the other has towards another! They're aware of the feelings they have towards the other party, it's just they're too scared to approach each other. It's clear that their feelings will be reciprocated! Who would have thought that two of the bravest people in the imperial palace are cowards in facing love? Hearing his name, Liu Chen froze. Does he really stand a chance? Just a little is enough for him. Is it really possible?

His grip clutched on the boy's arm, and the other on his wrinkled shirt paused its wavering; the owner noticed it which calmed him down. "Arlert, this is why I could not just leave you alone. You're not there yet, again," a lax voice from a woman Arlert knew. She was his Lady the day he started living in the Hub akin to the other Servers which were appointed by the specific group of people who listened to every concern of the boys. Arlert gulped the rump of his throat.