*Jane*Seated upon my comfortable bed, I released a long, deep sigh, feeling uncertain about my next move.The fear of touching anything and being reprimanded later on weighed heavily on me. Should I just stay on the bed like this or what? That elder maid or should I call her Mrs Hadassah has made it clear that there are some rules and regulations to abide by in this mansion, so I don't know whether or not I would end up making a mistake that would result in me being punished."Ah," I sighed again, my hands clasped behind me as I sank into the comfortable bedding, my gaze fixed on the ceiling.As I stared upwards, thoughts of my future in this place invaded my mind.Despite my uncertainty about what lies ahead, I couldn't shake the sense of relief that my quarters weren't akin to a dungeon or a servant's chamber.The room assigned to me boasts every luxury and beauty imaginable. It's a considerable comfort, indeed. Hehe…In the midst of my thoughts, a knock on the door startled me,
*Jane*As I let out my frustrations, I suddenly gasped and clapped my hands over my mouth. Would Mara be furious and report me for labeling the elder maid a "winch"? My mind raced with wild possibilities.Even though the elder maid had been dismissed, I worried about how the other junior maids perceived me. What if they sympathized with her and blamed me for her termination?Caught in a whirlwind of unease and confusion, I was startled by a burst of laughter.To my surprise, it came from Mara herself. Wasn't she supposed to be angry?I stared at her cheerful expression, my eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment, unsure of what to say or ask.As my gaze remained fixed on her, Mara exclaimed, "Oh my, did you just call the elder maid a 'winch'?”My heart lurched with a sudden chill upon hearing that question. I couldn't shake the feeling that it seemed more like a forthcoming attack, or perhaps it was just my misinterpretation?I found myself unable to respond, my mind blank, and could only c
*Jane* As my question spilled from my lips, I sensed my heart pulsating in a sparkling rhythm. Richey now, I find myself somewhat regretting posing that question."Does that make me a busybody?" I pondered silently, debating whether to request Mara to not bother giving me an answer."Mm, Mara..." I barely began when Mara's voice sounded."Since I've been employed here, not once have I witnessed a woman staying overnight, let alone for more than two nights like you," she remarked."Oh," I uttered softly, a small gasp escaping me. "So you're implying women have entered this mansion, but none have stayed overnight?"Mara offered a faint smile before confirming, "Yes, they have never been permitted to stay unless it was for business purposes."Her words sparked a sense of joy within me, though I couldn't pinpoint the reason for such a reaction.Neither Mara nor I spoke again after that. We both fell into silence as she continued to tend to my bruise."I'm finished now," she announced aft
*Jane*"Oh my goodness," I exclaimed inwardly, squeezing my eyes shut tightly, with the intent of not turning around again.At this moment, I wished fervently for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. But then, a sudden realization struck me: was that voice his?The voice seems to be one else but his.."Ahh," knowing who the voice belongs only heightened my anxiety and embarrassment. It was Alpha Damon, I guess..Standing before my wardrobe, I dared not to face him, the room enveloped in an uneasy silence. I wasn't speaking and he also wasn't saying anything.Frustration surged through me. "Why is he still here? Shouldn't he have left by now?" I muttered under my breath.Hastily, I grabbed the clothes in my hands, hastily wrapping them around my body. Though barely covered, it was a small comfort to know I wasn't completely exposed.Gritting my teeth, I clenched the fabric tightly and slowly turned around, head bowed. "Could you... please leave?" I managed to say, my voice bare
*Jane*“Zeeb, told me about it,” he replied shortly.“Oh,” I nodded in understanding. Since only the butler was aware of my encounter with the head maid, I anticipated he would surely tell him everything, so his reaction was much expected.Neither of us spoke further; silence enveloped the room. I nervously toyed with the fabric of my clothing, head bowed. The atmosphere felt uncomfortably awkward."Are you alright knowing the head maid got fired?" He suddenly asked, prompting me to raise my eyebrows in surprise."I see no reason why I shouldn't be. She treated a guest so poorly, and her dismissal was well-deserved," I responded casually.I observed his expression turning ugly at my words. Did I say something inappropriate? I couldn't help but feel puzzled, unsure of what triggered his drastic change in mood."What's the matter with you?" I thought, before asking, noticing his expression worsening instead of improving.Ignoring my question, he countered, "What do you mean by 'guest'?
*Damon*"She looked so..."My words trailed off as embarrassment flushed my cheeks. Restlessness consumed me after Zeeb relayed the news of her being slapped, prompting me to hastily sift through documents before heading upstairs to her room.It wasn't until I arrived that I realized I had subconsciously made my way to her room.Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine encountering her in such a vulnerable state as I stepped inside.She was undeniably alluring… holding my gaze and tempting me to linger with her alluring presence.Her fresh and silky-smooth backside lingered in my mind, impossible to shake. For a moment, I lost myself, completely ensnared by the sight before me.It was so consuming that I failed to notice her turn to face me while my gaze remained fixated on her enticing form.When I finally regained my senses, I was met with an even more captivating sight: her shyness.The sight of her blushing face caused a tightness in my body, almost resulting in an embarrassing ph
*Damon*Observing their expression, I exhaled, sensing the temptations to grunt out a scorn grin.Even though my question seemed a little rugged, I knew I had to ask, afterall Zeeb made it clear to me that Alpha Ryker was here just for the intent of discussing the rogue breaching into the southern border.I shot him a sharp glare before reiterating, with a blunt brusque, "I'm awaiting your response.”I watched as Alpha Ryker gulped down his throat, and gave a forced smile. “Mm, yes I came to discuss with your about the rogue's breaching into the southern border, but before that we should at least have a comfortable conversation since my wife and daughter are here.” I didn't reply to him, instead I gawked silently at them. From my silence, it was clear to them what my answer was.“We should all have a seat at the dining table,” Zeeb stepped forward, with a polite smile.I turned my eyes to stare at Zeeb's smiling face. Through seethed teeth, I asked softly, “Zeeb, what are you doing?”
*Damon*With a lazy gaze, I peered down at Alpha Ryker, waiting for his response to alter what he had said just some moments ago.Even though I kept my eyes trained on him, I was also discreetly observing the others with my side eye vision. His wife displayed a conflicting array of emotions; one seemed filled with anticipation while the other hinted at anxiousness.Noting this with a smug satisfaction, I made sure not to betray my awareness."I'm listening, Alpha Ryker," I asserted."Um, how about I entrust my daughter to your care? Given her recent behavior, it might be beneficial for her to stay with you," he finally admitted.At his words, I lifted my head and fixed him with a steely glare. "What exactly do you mean by 'giving her to me'?" I inquired, hoping he would backtrack on his statement. I could feign ignorance if he chose to cooperate.Unfortunately, he seemed oblivious to the implications of my question. He reiterated, "I mean, I'm entrusting her to you. As her companion,"
Jane POV From my hiding place, I could see that it was already night when I opened my eyes, yet the battle was still raging on. The sounds of tearing flesh and the scent of blood filled the air.It had been a full day, and the fight showed no signs of ending. On the second day, when I peered through a small hole to view the battlefield, I noticed that two-thirds of the 5,000 rogues had been wiped out.The heaviness in my chest eased slightly at this sight. However, my relief was short-lived as another wave of rogues appeared. They now outnumbered the remaining members of Damon’s side.Panic surged through me when I noticed a man among them who bore a striking resemblance to Damon. The only way I could tell them apart was the long, ugly sword scar on the face of the man with the rogues.“Haha, Damon, we meet again. Surprised to see me?” The man who resembled Damon laughed in a chilling manner.It was clear from the first glance that he harbored intense hatred for Damon. Fear and vigil
Jane POV “Jane?”In my dazed state, I noticed Damon looking at me, but his expression was unreadable, leaving me uncertain of his thoughts.Everyone around us turned to me almost simultaneously. I snapped out of my daze and stepped forward to join them.“Why are you here?” Damon asked in his usual tone, but if you listened closely, there was a hint of gentleness.My expression softened as I stood beside him. “Nothing, I just want to be with you.”“Jane, there’s a small crisis, and I don’t think it’s best for you to stay. Why don’t you go to the garden and get some fresh air?” His voice remained gentle.On any other day, I might have gladly listened, but not today. I couldn’t be at ease knowing Damon was facing this crisis alone, so I immediately shook my head.“I want to stay with you. Don’t worry, I’ll be as invisible as possible, and you won’t even notice I’m here,” I assured him.I was serious, being near him without causing any disturbance was exactly what I intended.Damon staye
Jane POV The trip to the market was incredibly fun, and I had to admit, it was one of the best moments of my life. I rarely go out, and when I do, the looks I receive are usually filled with disdain and scorn.The pack members treated me like a cursed pest, refusing to have anything to do with me. But here, things were different.I didn’t even want to return to Damon’s castle. I loved the freedom I felt outside, but I knew I had to go back.When I returned, I noticed that Damian was behaving differently—he seemed friendlier than usual.“Could it be because we spent time together?” I thought, my face flushing as memories of the other night flooded my mind.The months flew by, and Damon and I became more than just a couple. We were like two lovebirds, and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the cold-hearted alpha would become the way he is with me now.As my life became smoother, I found myself waking up with a smile every morning, and today was no different.“Good morning, c
*Jane*For a moment, I couldn't help but feel an urge to strangle Mara. I had thought her admiration for Damon had long since faded, as she no longer talked about him, but her actions now made me realize I was wrong.Mara wasn't bothered by my pushing her away; instead, she clung even more. "Well, I think what King Damon said is good. It’s not bad having him come along to protect us." She grinned excitedly."What nonsense are you talking about?" I pushed her away again. "How can we let him follow us?"His presence alone would be too distracting for me to check things properly. No, I can't let him come.Before I could scold Mara further, I heard Damon address her directly."What do you have to say about this?" he asked in his usual calm voice.Caught off guard by the question, Mara's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Without thinking, she nodded vigorously. "Yes.""Yes, what?" Damon asked, still composed.I felt an impending headache, knowing Damon's strategy. He was trying to get
*Jane*My voice caused everyone to turn their eyes to Florence. It was clear they were curious to know whom I had called.Oh, I gasped as I blinked, realizing what I had just done. It wasn't just Mara who turned to look at Florence, but also Damon and the passing servants.Their faces showed various expressions, as if they were surprised to see me speaking so familiarly to Florence.“Hehe...” I coughed slightly, my expression awkward. “You guys should stop staring like that. It's making me uncomfortable,” I quickly said, feeling my face heat up.“Who's she?” Damon asked, his eyes dimmed, with a mix of confusion.When I didn't speak, he muttered something, as though he was confused. “Isn't it only Mara who you do talk to? Where did Florence come into the picture?” I smiled forcefully before explaining, even though I don't like the idea at all.“She’s Florence and she's here working to help her mother for the time being.” I will introduce myself briefly.I didn't dare to introduce Flor
*Jane*I pursed my lips in silence, after hearing his question. I felt embarrassed.Even his voice seemed to hold a disbelieving tone. I could understand why he was surprised, afterall I don't normally wake up this early.But Zeeb should at least have this self awareness. He shouldn't just say this anyhow. Perhaps he didn't notice, but to me, It always felt insultive knowing I'm always a sleepyhead. Argh,I smiled at him before speaking. “There's no reason. I just saw myself waking up. I'm also shocked.” I lied but I didn't blink an eye when speaking. Zeeb wasn't satisfied with my response. He still wanted to ask more, but before he could do that, I already beat me.“Where's King Damon? Is he still sleeping?” I asked, quickly.I didn't want to ask about him, but I had to ask, just to distract Zeeb from asking me any further question about me waking up this early.He was stunned but nevertheless spoke. “Should I call him for you?”“Uhm?” Hearing that, I almost choked again. What sort
*Jane*I don't want to think too highly of myself. Even though I wasn't thinking much, I still felt I should ask Zeeb, maybe that wasn't what he meant.However, before I could do that, Zeeb had already continued.“Uh, aside from Florence, there haven't been any new servants brought in.” He replied with certainty.Looking stunned, I asked. “Are you sure?”Although I knew he was being truthful based on his certainty voice. However, I would always want to confirm. “Yes.” He wasn't offended by my doubt, and replied to me.“Oh.” I have nothing else to say.“Why did you ask this all of a sudden? Is there something wrong?” He asked, feeling curious.I didn't reply to him, but instead I asked another question. “Did you see Mars talking to anybody yesterday?” I asked, softly, with my eyes darting around for anyone eavesdropping.Zeeb seemed surprised at my whispering voice. “Are you talking about Mara, a good personal maid?” I smacked my forehead at his dumb question. “Yes.” If it wasn't her
*Jane*I shouldn't have bothered to care, now I'm having an unnecessary headache.Since he wanted to give attitude, then I would return it in full potion. “Fine, let's forget..” I haven't even completed my words, when my voice trailed off.Damon has already left. I watched as his proud back walked away from me, and went upstairs.Argh, I even got snubbed. I can't help but feel upset knowing Damon had walked away from me.I sneered, before also going upstairs to my room. When I got there, I jammed my door very hard to vent my anger, and then fell on my bed.Perhaps, due to the anger piled up within me, I slept very late.When I woke up the following day, it was pretty late in the morning.I yawned and stretched my body on my bed. Feeling normal, the midnight incident all flashed into my mind.Just remembering that, made my mood deepened.Gosh, why do I have to think of him this early morning! I frowned, angrily.I even slammed my legs hard just to vent my anger. However, too bad it was
*Jane*I couldn't know if it's my eyes, but a gentle smile formed on Damon’s face, and that was for a quick moment.Having given him the permission, I watched as Damon filled the spoon with omelet and slowly moved it to my mouth.Feeling super hungry, I didn't wait for the spoon to get to my month, before moving forward to grab it.Damon seemed to have noticed my hunger, so he wasn't as slow as the first time. After eating six spoons and about taking the seventh, I heard Damon speak.“Eat slowly.” He said.I blinked my eyes but it was only for a moment. I nodded at his words, and continued to eat from his hand.After some minutes, the full plate of omelet seemed to have been cleared with nothing left in it.I glanced at the empty plate and my face flushed. Gently raising my head to glance at Damon, I saw him also looking at me.“Uh, thank you.” I gulped my throat before finding my voice to speak.I couldn't let him know I was feeling embarrassed for eating that much. It doesn't look