*Jane*I rolled my eyes inwardly at what Alpha Brutus had said last. What does he mean by this?From my knowledge, I didn't remember ever doing anything that would earn me being taught a lesson yet Alpha Brutus made it sound all natural as though I was someone meant to be punished.“Well, I don't think it's in your position to teach her a lesson even if she's indeed a brat.” Zeeb retorted.I don't know why but even though I wanted to act all normal hearing him standing up for me, I couldn't do that. It felt so touching being supported.“You…” Before Alpha Brutus could barely complete his words, Zeeb's sharp eyes were now on those two guards. “I can see you're craving to be fired, right?” He asked calmly, his eyes fixed on the guards.Although he seemed to have dropped his question calmly, any normal person could easily detect the coldness yet solemnity in his voice. He wasn't joking, was he?Would he seriously be willing to fire the guard's just like that? My mouth agape.However, th
*Jane*Without giving Zeeb another glance, we made our way upstairs in silence, both of us sulking over our ruined touring plans. It would have been better if we had not come downstairs today at all. However, the deed was already done. Too bad for us.When we reached my room, Mara quietly opened the door, and we both walked in. Getting into the room, I glanced at my bed. “Pa!” I didn't waste time, before falling flat on my bed.Today was so stressful and it wasn't within my expectations. Mara, on the other hand, dragged her body to the soft chair and sat down. She seemed extremely fatigued.It was obvious she was pretending to be fine when we were downstairs.At first, I wanted to laugh upon sighting her seating posture, but then again, I couldn't help but feel pity watching as she closed her eyes.As my eyes stayed fixed on her for almost a long time, I suddenly realized something.“Wait, is she sleeping? Like, right in my room!” I almost screamed, as I mumbled inwardly.If anyone
*Jane*Before I knew it, Mara appeared at the door. “I'll be right back. Let me get the dice,” she shouted, then left the room.I wanted to say something, but my voice trailed off. She had left already, so I could only stop speaking.Realizing she might take a while, I settled into a chair and slowly took out the neatly kept, newly bought phone.“Wow!” I gasped. There were no other words perfect for such a beautiful phone.Honestly, this should be my first time looking at a phone this intensively. It felt so cool touching it.However, although I kept admiring it, I did nothing other than that. I don't know how to operate it, so it seems nothing but a little fascinating item to me right now.Just as I was admiring the phone, I heard the door opening sound. It was probably Mara. We're going to be playing a game, so it was normal not to be any distraction. I gently returned the phone back to where it was kept.After doing that, I glanced at the door and truly it was Mara who had just en
*Jane*I don't want to admit I lost in the dice game but that was the truth.“Why are you screaming? It's just a game after all.” I scoffed, shrugging off my shoulder.Hearing what I said, Mara stood up from the floor and laughed upon seeing my expression.“You… you really need to see your facial expression.” She pointed at the mirror opposite her, and laughed.She didn't even give a single break from her laughter. Hearing what she had just said, I wanted to tear up, but I couldn't. I mask whatever tears I wanted to vent out, and indifferently glanced at the mirror.Truly, she wasn't lying. Even when I tried to bring out a smile, it looked forced.I won't admit I'm envious of Mara because I really am not envious. I just wanted to win and that's it, but since I didn't win, I could only blame myself for that.“Just let me be.” She spat, my face cold as ever.Mara scoffed, as she rolled her eyes at me. “You're right. You need to be alone to grieve about your loss.” “This bastard!” I see
*Jane*Fortunately, I could finally leave the room. As I turned the handle, anticipating the door to open, I felt a large hand on top of mine.The hand was large yet cold, sending a flush to my face.The coldness of the hand stifled the screams that were about to escape my mouth.However, that doesn't mean I wasn't anxious and scared. “Who's in this room with me?” As I wondered, my mind kept going places.Could it be some spirit? Who aside from a spirit would be in such an enclosed room that seems suffocating.Finding my voice, I finally asked in an anxious yet hurried voice. “Who… who are you?” I need to know the identity of this person, before I can decide whether to scream or find another way to escape.However, more and more seconds passed, without the individual speaking.His silence made my heart tighten even more. I started thinking dangerous thoughts. Was this man a dangerous person?Could it be a kidnapper? Or an enemy?As I tried getting an answer, the anxiousness within
*Jane*Hearing him ask this, made me sigh inwardly. What I feared for eventually happened. I knew Damon would ask and be curious about what I was doing in this room, talk more or even come to this second floor in the first place, but what I didn't think of was the response I would be giving to him.Gathering myself, I muttered with my face lowered. “I’m sorry King Damon. I shouldn't have left the first floor to this second floor. I would never try acting more than myself again.”I have thought it through and felt admitting to my deeds would help me a little.I made sure to be sincere with my apology. Although I knew the consequences of what I wanted to do, I still went ahead to do what I had in mind, so it was normal that I apologized.Seconds after I apologized, I didn't hear anything from Damon. Why was he silent? Didn't he hear what I said? I darted my eyes in confusion, as I suddenly felt a shape piercing glare at my skin. The piercing glare on my skin made me alert as I wondered
*Jane*Damon must be exhausted yet Zeeb still had the effrontery to bring in more work for him to do. My chest was puffing in anger. In fact, if I get the chance to see him alone, I would question him.I watched in utmost anger as he dropped the many files on the table that were already piled with documents already.I didn't even realize when watching that I'd forgotten to check the books I stood up for.After Zeeb dropped everything, he remained silent, then said. “About the drought town, reports have been delivered to us.” From his solemn tone, I could tell it was something serious he was about saying.I suddenly felt awkward. Would it be alright if I'm here listening to anything important? I wanted to leave yet I was still confused. After enough thinking, I decided to leave. I don't want any problem cropping up just because I'd listened to what they were saying.With that decision, I dropped the book in my hand back to the shelf and started walking out of the office.My legs were
*Jane*Hearing her response, I pursed my lips.“Oh.” I murmured in understanding.However, I was feeling bittered inwardly knowing it was Damon that sent her.Gosh, I shouldn't be expecting anything good from that cold hearted King.Hmph! I puffed my head trying to act as unaffected as ever.“Yes.” She nodded.Without wasting time, I stood up from the bed and wanted to arrange the white large bed.If it had been my room, I wouldn't have done this the moment I left the bed, however this office and bed wasn't mine, it was for Damon and I don't want any arising issue.“No ma'am, you shouldn't do this.” From myself Florence panicked voice was heard. I glanced at her confusingly as I stared at her almost ashened face. However, I didn't stay confused for long having remembered that she was a servant and their job was to do such things.“Oh okay.” I didn't want to make her be in a difficult state, so I stopped arranging the bed.“I'll be going to my room now.”“I'll follow you.” She hurried