012 I'd Love To Serve, My Master

"I just want to know how you left the ward." Still laughing, Edmund was now again the gentle and warm man Lilith woke up to, "Is that a secret?"

His sudden change of attitude made Lilith frown in confusion.

"Could you please indulge me of this one question?" Edmund bowed at Lilith with much earnest, "You may leave after this."

Lilith's face softened at his humble gesture. The stern look was gone, but was replaced by a naughty smile: "Fair enough. No, it's not a secret."

To her surprise, Edmund was not annoyed by her rebellion but instead was amused.

"I thought I told you to stay where you were." His hands in his pocket, Edmund leaned in with a grin.

"And I should obey your command because...?" Lilith asked with a polite and restrained tone.

"No reason! Haha..." Edmund burst into laughter again, "I'm sorry, this is just really interesting."

"Sure." Lilith frowned at Edmund's sudden laughter: "Well, I'm leaving now. If you can give me your number, I'll pay my debt to you when I can."

"Ohh, on that I have no doubt." Still laughing, Edmund handed over his phone, "Could you take a look at this before you leave though?"

It was a picture of Lilith's car crashed into a fancy-looking convertible head down.

"What's this?" Lilith took a gasp as she recognized Emma's car immediately, "I crashed into another car?!"

"Well, you crashed into MY car." Grinning brightly, Edmund bent forward so his face was leveled with hers, "I believe we were talking about debts?"

Lilith swallowed hard before she took a deep breath with her eyes closed so she could embrace herself before she asked: "H-how much is it?"

She didn't really want to know the answer.

With the little knowledge she had on cars, it was a number that she could never afford.

"Is the car your only concern?" Edmund put on an "I'm hurt" fake frown, "I'm okay, by the way."

"Well, I just assumed you weren't in there?" Lilith mumbled, pointing at the gauze on her own forehead, "You don't really look like a man out of a car accident."

"Could you sound more regretful that I'm not killed?" Edmund chuckled at the pitiful look on her face, feeling a little itch in his chest somewhere.

"Are you hurt?" Eyes moving up and down on him, Lilith asked nervously.

"Thanks for the late concern," Grinned Edmund, "Second to a car but I'll take it."

Annoyed at Edmund's teasing, but reason told Lilith it was wise to get into a fight with the man to who she owned a huge debt.

"Still want my number?" Teased Edmund, enjoying even the sight of her biting her lips in a conundrum.

"I really wish you WERE in the business of Human trafficking now..." Lilith sighed defeatedly, "Though I doubt I could pay for that car even if you sold me."

Edmund burst into laughter: "Is that what you thought what this was about?!"

Lilith's ear tips rushed red in a second and Edmund was putting all his effort into fighting against the impulse of taking a bite on her cute ears.

"I'm sorry I ruined your car." Lilith took a deep breath, "I'll try to pay you back but I doubt I can do it soon. I don't really know how much a kidney is worth..."

"A Kidney?" Edmund chuckled, "That's the best plan you can come up with?"

"Aren't there always people who are looking to buy human organs or something?" Grunted Lilith as she was almost in tears.

She took a deep breath with her eyes closed to hold them back because she didn't want to show her weakness.

Edmund chuckled as he shook his head in disbelief of her stubbornness: "Well, I guess I could use a little maid, but that's just too horrible of me. How could I do that--"

Lilith narrowed her eyes as she glared at Edmund.

Did he just suggest making her his maid?! What was this? The Middle Ages?!

"How much is the car?" Taking a deep breath helped Lilith to restrain her tone within the range of "upset" instead of "furious".

"Temper is bad for your injury," Edmund smirked as Buster's heavy steps rose behind him, "Buster, how much was the convertible?"

"2.1 million, sir." Buster let out a long relieved exhale when he saw Lilith, though he had no idea what this conversation was about.

"I'll pay you back!" Said Lilith with her teeth clenched before she turned and stormed towards the entrance.

"You don't have to." Said Edmund with a chuckled.

Buster opened his mouth in shock because Edmund didn't move when Lilith headed to the door.

"Thanks for your generosity, but I will get the money!" Still mad, Lilith stopped and answered without even turning back.

"No, I meant, YOU don't have to." Edmund curved his lips into an evil smile, "I do believe the car belongs to Miss...Emma Brown?"

Lilith wheeled on Edmund with pure shock and despise on her face.

"I don't think I have any evidence to hold you responsible, so," Edmund shrugged with that annoying grin, "You are off the hook."

It was now Lilith's turn to have the impulse to bite, only not out of love, unlike Edmund.

"You dare touch Emma, and I WILL kill you! You--" Lilith stopped the cursing, remembering it was her who crashed his car, "I'll be your maid, IF you promise you won't harass Emma."

"Fair enough." Edmund grinned as he held out his hand to her: "So I believe it's okay for me to say... you are mine now?"

Lilith bit on her lips hard, reluctant to take his hand.

"Hmm?" Edmund grunted with a slight frown and Lilith complied with a sigh as she took his hand.

Lilith gripped his hand as hard as she could in the hope of bringing some pain, though it failed miserably when all that got her was a chuckle out of Edmund.

"You are not worried that I might just poison you?" Lilith rose her face as she approached Edmund, so close that he could almost feel her body, "Master?"

That word worked on him too well.

He felt something waking up inside his abdomen and it would be an A-certificate scene if he didn't put a stop to it.

"This way, my little mate -- I mean -- maid," Edmund took a step back.

It sounded like teasing, but Sarla saw it in Edmund's eyes -- it really WAS a lip of tongue.

Lilith laughed at Edmund's obvious dodging her being so close, but he didn't mind: "Let's sort out the details of our contract then."

"So long as I get to serve your meals," With her teeth clenched, Lilith put up a restrained smile, which looked even more deadly than poison, "Master."