The Little Lady Novels & Stories

At least the lady's company served a breath of fresh air. Though servants surrounded them from a respectful distance, the young lady showed no sign of discomfort. “Doesn’t it smell sweet, my lady?” he said, starting yet another conversation. “Apple tea is perfect for the season.” Lady Sylvia raised her cup, the arc of her arms elegant and practiced. It was yet another mystery about her. ‘There’s no doubt that she lived in the slums.’ But the movements of this young lady from the slums proved completely different. ‘She’s a commoner.’

"Sir, we pride ourselves on providing premium companionship. Our ladies are highly trained to do way more than just pour drinks and talk. "They'll sing, play games, whatever you want. I can promise the overall experience will meet your expectations." As he spoke, he opened the door to the private room. The interior was extremely luxurious. One look was enough for me to know that the services here wouldn't be cheap. As I sat down on the couch, he said, "Have a seat. I'll have the ladies come in." Moments later, a line of women appeared at the door. Dressed in sexy miniskirts, they had flawless makeup and syrupy-sweet smiles on their faces.

“But I think that's enough, I need to get back to class.” Sophia left, it felt like the aura there was so hot that Sophia couldn't bear to linger there. Sophia wants to see Lily "Tsk! She's just a maid." “Then that girl is not much different from that owl girl.” “It's possible that her bag was given to her by her rich boss.” Evelyn guessed. "Oh my! Could the man who dropped her off earlier be her boss?" Luna said. "We should find out. I think it'll be interesting, that girl could be a new toy for us." Rachel smiled and grinned.

Don't say I'm here. Ryan laughs. The girl was fun. He stands up as footsteps approach. - oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Did you happen to see a little one around here? Ryan, pointing back, replies: - I haven't seen any girls around here. The woman smiles, understanding Ryan's gesture. - Where did she hide? - She says, smiling and advancing to the tree. Quickly, she throws her arms and catches the little girl, who screams. As she holds her, she tickles her and the girl giggles.

Lila’s heartbeat kicked up and she pressed a hand to her chest, but he only grinned at her, slow and unsettling. “Let’s have a little fun, Milady.”

Taking one from the bottle, she helped the lady swallow it and kept kneeling, supporting the lady as she stabilize her breathing. After like three minutes, the old lady could finally breath normally. She smiled weakly at Mira. " Thank you Young Lady." old Madam Antonio said thanking the gods that her little act wasn't discovered. " It's nothing, let me help you up." Mira replied, returning the lady's smile as she helped the Lady up. Old Madam Antonio was dazed looking at the beautiful Young lady infront of her. She was an exact copy of her daughter Clara. She didn't Know when her tears escaped her eyes.

"I don't think you would either. That's not an insult." The doors opened onto a floor so quiet it felt like the building was holding its breath. Everyone in it wore the same three colors. Everyone in it looked up when we walked in, and looked back down a half-second too fast, like they'd been trained to notice Adrian without ever appearing to notice him. "Adrian." A woman in gray intercepted us before we'd gone ten steps. "Your father wants you before the archive." "We have an appointment with the archivist." "He said now."

They walked for about half an hour before they finally came to the area where there was a cluster of cottages. The lady led them to the cottage at the far end and invited them inside warmly “Come in.” “I am Lily” The lady smiled as she introduced herself. “This is the home my master gave me and there is no one else here. You can stay here without fear.”

"I am not leaving, I just want to find a way to open the door" "What is your name Miss?" The little girl asked through her groans. The lady smiled softly. "I'm Tanya. You can call me Miss Tan or Tan Tan, that's what everyone here calls me"

the lady said with a smile. Clara watched the lady, she looked older and maybe in her early twenties. Short brown hair and blue eyes, although not overly beautiful, she looked moderate still. And Clara could tell she was a banshee. "Good morning," Clara said.the lady was still smiling back at her. "My name is Jewel and I'm here to serve you," the lady bowed. Clara wondered if she had perhaps been transported back to the eighties. The lady was clearly older but she was addressing her with a title. Milady?. Clara wanted to laugh. Wait till she finds out my life is a mess.