By the time Agatha bit her lower lip firmly, Lanceil looked at her lips and then he kissed her. Soft and smooth, that’s how Agatha will describe the lips of her boss. Lanceil inhaled before he nibbled her lower lip.His hand went to the back of her head. As he pulled her closer, Agatha felt the meat at the seam of her lips. It was his tongue, which slid in, brushing her teeth as if it was knocking for an opening. Soon she opened her mouth and let him explore her inside.Slowly, Agatha raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck. As if he got her permission, Lanceil tilted his head to the other side and dived into a full-blown kiss involving a tongue filled with fervent desire and passion.A thin layer of excitement wrapped around her whole body, whenever he moved his tongue in and out of her mouth. The moist sound of his falling lips was audible around the kitchen.Slurp.Slurp.Agatha closed her eyes and took a deep breath the moment Lanceil moved his lips away. “Kiss me hard,
Agatha attended the review session. But even if the review ended, she wanted to stay there a little bit longer. Tonight, Lanceil went back home after his business trip. After what happened between Agatha and Vincent, she just couldn’t go back home and meet her boss. ‘Vincent probably noticed my feelings,’ Agatha cursed inwardly. Of course, it is impossible to avoid the two brothers forever. “I have so many people I wanted to avoid,” Agatha uttered as she looked around the review center. Mikhail didn’t appear in the review center ever since they met accidentally. Agatha was thankful that Mikhail wasn’t tactless enough to review her together with Agatha. Ting!Agatha looked at her phone and checked who sent a message.[“You are in the review center, right? Come out. There’s something I need to give.” – Evil Master] When she walked out, she was surprised to see that it was raining heavily. “Did I bring an umbrella?” She looked inside her leather bag. Unfortunately, she forgot to
Agatha’s POV Midnight. Wearing only a bathrobe, I looked at my phone and saw nothing. It’s already midnight and I knew I had to go back to Lanceil’s condo. But because I got drenched in the rain, I followed Brett to his hotel and had my clothes washed. While waiting for it to dry, I stayed in an expensive hotel room with a furnished terrace and glass window where I could see the city that never sleeps. I know that Mr. Brett is rich enough to spend $5 million just to buy me as his slave. But now, I am more convinced that he is damn rich. ‘A room like this might be $40,000 per night.’ I didn’t bother much about the price when my father was still alive, and I was living like a princess. I only knew the worth of every penny when I became poor. Ding dong~I looked at the door. Brett told me that the staff would bring my dry clothes back. Therefore, I hurried to the door and opened it. But instead of seeing the staff, I saw Brett instead. “You still don’t have your clothes back?” h
Third Person’s POV“Sit down there and spread your legs.” From letting her wear sexy clothes, to telling her to make Lanceil masturb*te, now Brett wanted Agatha to sit back to her couch and spread her legs while wearing the provocative dress. “If you can let me c*m, then you have what it takes to seduce the cold-hearted boss,” Brett mumbled, while his hand was moving up and down inside his shorts. Even if Agatha couldn’t see what was going inside his shorts, she knew that Brett was masturbating while looking at her. She supposedly should have gotten angry and embarrassed. But this wasn’t the first time they had done something explicit. IN fact, when she learned that Brett got an er*ction while looking at her, she felt a sense of victory. Whenever Brett teaches her arts of seduction, Brett would stop in the middle and act as if nothing happened. That hurts Agatha’s pride. This time, she wanted to win over the arrogant master. Therefore, Agatha perched back on her couch. He swall
Saturday morning. Agatha was riding a taxi. As she was looking outside the window, she recalled the time she let her worldly desires take her over. She was so embarrassed letting Brett watch her masturbate inside the hotel room. ‘No. That is a lesson for me to learn how to seduce Lanceil.’ Again, she was using her mission as her pretext. But here she was, going somewhere far rather than spending her day off in Lanceil’s house. Lanceil was still busy with work. There are chances for him and Agatha to meet each other in the condo, but it seems they were both making excuses. Just like right now, Agatha was on her way to the orphanage to visit the children. “We arrived, Miss," the taxi driver said, looking back at Agatha. But the lady was too occupied with her own thoughts. And so, the taxi driver called her again, "Miss?" Finally, his voice reached Agatha and she stared back with rounded eyes. "Ahhh," she gasped. "S-Sorry." Agatha grabbed her wallet and paid the taxi driv
Lanceil chose the “Jolly Orphanage” to sponsor this year. He went there to talk to Mr. Jasfer, the head of the orphanage. But when he visited the place, he was surprised to see his maid. Agatha was spending her day off playing with the kids. Lanceil was so surprised that he went to her and asked her the question. “Agatha. What are you doing here?” “S-Sir,” Agatha stuttered. Agatha couldn’t answer Lanceil’s question. And Lanceil had no time to wait. “Sir, we need to go. You have a meeting with Mr. Cardigo,” Secretary Dwight reminded Lanceil. Lanceil must not waste time. He had no choice but to leave Agatha after telling her, “Let’s talk about this later.” However, Lanceil couldn’t go home that day because he slept in the hotel after his meeting. Then, he played golf with investors on Sunday. Today, Monday, he went back to his office and finished paperwork for their corporation’s inauguration event. To find out why Agatha was in the orphanage, Lanceil asked Secretary D
Saturday came. Just like what Lanceil proposed to Agatha, the two of them went back to the orphanage to volunteer. Before they arrived, Agatha asked Lanceil to reconsider his decision.But Lanceil’s decision was firm. He wanted to do it despite his busy schedule. “Good morning, Mr. Grim,” Jasfer, the head of the orphanage, greeted Lanceil. Then his eyes went to the lady standing next to Lanceil. Agatha smiled awkwardly. [“Mr. Jasfer, do me a favor. I am working as Mr. Lanceil’s maid right now. I don’t want him to find out my history. Can you pretend that I only went to the orphanage to volunteer?”] Jasfer sighed after remembering Agatha’s favor. He smiled at the two and asked, “I was surprised to see the two of you together.” ‘I felt the same way,’ Agatha thought. Either way, Agatha wanted to take this chance to do her mission. “Miss Agatha and I came here to volunteer,” Lanceil said. “Mr. Grim, you wanted to volunteer?” Jasfer gasped. Isn’t Lanceil the heir of a billion-doll
To get Lanceil’s heart, Agatha came up with a plan. She would never tell Lanceil that she had a relationship before.Her role in this game is an innocent lady who doesn’t do anything about love. Cold man tends to fall in love with an innocent lady, that’s what Agatha thought.But her plan was ruined.‘Why did I forget that the kids knew my relationship with Mikhail?!’ Agatha complained inwardly before she looked back at her boss. When Lanceil caught her in his arms, Agatha could tell that things were going better between them. The mood was great, and it seemed Lanceil would really kiss her that time.“You have a boyfriend?” Lanceil asked Agatha.Flustered, Agatha couldn’t answer right away. She broke up with Mikhail so there’s no need to hide it. But she felt scared for a moment. If Lanceil finds one of her secrets, then it feels like he can discover more.“Yes!” the boy named Jeff, put Agatha’s hand away from his mouth and answered Lanceil’s question instead. “Sister Agatha has a b
Third Person’s POVBrett had spent the entire day cleaning his younger sister's room. Now that the whole Olive mystery was finally solved and he was free from its clutches, he felt a sense of relief. He neatly packed all of his sister's belongings into boxes and stored them in the cabinet. The only thing he left out was the picture frame of him and Olive.Exhausted from the day's cleaning, Brett lay down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling."Man, that was exhausting," he grumbled, pretending to wipe sweat off his forehead.As he turned his head, his gaze fell upon the picture frame on the table. Sitting up, he leaned against the headboard."So, is this really the end?" he pondered.He had brought justice to his family's tragedy and Ian Grim had been punished. He no longer needed to keep Agatha by his side since their slave contract had ended. Soon, Agatha would be going to Argentina.It felt like the climax had passed and a happy ending was on its way."A happy ending," Brett thou
Agatha’s POVIt's been a whole month since everything went down. Today, I hung out with my friend, Sebastian."Agatha," he said in a serious tone. "Are you really sure about your decision?""Hmmm?""That," he murmured."Ahhh," I nodded, understanding what he was referring to. "Yes, I'm pretty sure."I saw him nod his head before he kicked a small rock that was lying in the middle of the road."Hmmm," he whispered.I looked up and saw the inviting blue sky, urging me to have some more fun today."There are so many bad memories in this place," I said. "So it's better for me to leave."Exactly.Even though I'm gazing at this beautiful sky above me, the horrifying scenes keep replaying in my mind over and over again. Sleeping at night is the worst, as nightmares never fail to haunt me. It's hard to breathe and even harder to cry when my tears have run dry.The only solution I can think of is to go somewhere else.Will it help me forget my past?Maybe yes, maybe not. Who knows if I don’t t
Third Person’s POVIn the afternoon, Vincent made his way to the prison to visit his father. Without any visible emotion, he entered the visiting room and took a seat.He slowly raised his head and saw his father sitting across from him, his wrists bound by handcuffs. Between them stood a rectangular glass door with small holes in the center and a larger hole at the bottom, allowing for hand placement.His father, who had always carried an air of arrogance and elegance, now appeared weathered by the sun. Dark circles lingered beneath his eyes, and his lips were dry and cracked, as if he hadn't tasted water in days. It seemed as though he had aged rapidly.As Vincent gazed at his father in this state, he felt nothing. There was no emotional response to seeing the old man before him."I thought I would be left alone until the end," Ian remarked.Vincent kept his slanted eyes cast downward."But it seems you, out of all my sons, cared for your parent the most. If only I had known, I woul
Agatha’s POVAs I stared at the termination contract, the goal I had set for myself to escape slavery suddenly felt within reach.Brett explained, "This contract means you're free from working for me."I glanced at Brett, noticing his tired and puffy eyes. I wondered if he had been crying all night.The reason Brett had asked me to seduce Lanceil Grim was to uncover the truth behind his sister's death by investigating the Grim family.And now, the mystery was finally solved. Olive, Lanceil's former wife, had died after discovering a secret place beneath the mansion where she saw Mrs. Susan Grim, who was supposed to be dead. Ian Grim had killed his daughter-in-law to keep the truth hidden.The crumpled paper in my hands brought back memories of all the terrible things he had done. Not only did he hide his wife, but he also caused the deaths of hundreds of people on that plane, stole a corpse, killed Olive, my dad, and ultimately, murdered Mikhail.He was sentenced to death by the court
Third Person’s POVInside the ambulance, a sense of claustrophobia always lingers. The confined space is filled with activity, from the paramedics tending to Maxine's wound to the police officer urgently demanding that she survive.Despite the chaos around her, Maxine remains calm, feeling the chill of the ambulance seeping into her body. As time ticks by, the pain in her wound subsides, leaving her with goosebumps and a pallid complexion. Her eyes grow heavy, her breaths shallow, amidst the cacophony of urgent voices.“It is Code 3. Code 3!”A life threatening emergency code 3, her faint vital signs and sirens rang on her ears.‘Ahhhh, I am going to die,’ Maxine realized, and by the time she did, she could not stop the grin spread on her bloody lips.They say time is like a tissue. With every minute that passes before treatment, more body parts that should be pink will turn white or blue, and white or blue equals to dead. Maxine could feel that in any moment she can be at Code 4, the
Third Person’s POVA few days later, the trial against Mr. Ian Grim commenced. Surprisingly, Jake Dawson, despite his deep sorrow over the loss of his son, received a lifetime sentence. The trial concluded smoothly, but it was evident that Mikhail's demise was a result of Ian's deceitful plan. Jake, harboring no sympathy for his acquaintance, saw no reason to protect Ian's reputation. In fact, he desired a more severe punishment for him. Consequently, Jake bravely disclosed the truth in court, leaving Ian with little opportunity to refute the allegations.Nevertheless, Ian remained seated in the courtroom, delusionally believing that he still had a chance to escape his fate. With an unsettling lack of remorse etched on his face, he anxiously awaited his verdict, his wrists bound by handcuffs.The prosecutor declared, "I intend to summon Wayne Jetts as a witness, your Honor."Sebastian took his place on the witness stand and glanced at the spectators. Among them, he locked eyes with Ag
Third Person’s POVMaxine's body was drenched in a cold sweat as she stared at the empty doorway. She struggled to catch her breath, feeling a sharp pain in her lungs with every inhale.With great effort, she slid her arms underneath her and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. A defeated cry escaped her lips and hung in the air."Ahhhh~"Blood trickled down her face from the wound on her forehead, staining her chin and the ground below. Tears mixed with traces of blood streamed down her face as she slowly stood up.Her head spun, and it felt as if there was an invisible force pulling her down, stronger than the Earth's gravity. But she knew it was only her experiencing this sensation. She was the one tormented by unbearable pain.Maxine had been stabbed in the stomach with a knife. Fresh blood gushed from the wound as she struggled to stand, pressing her hand against it, feeling powerless.Maxine gazed down at the man lying on the ground, his mouth agape.It was Mike, her part
Third Person’s POVDing dong~The security system on the speaker by the doorbell asked, "Who is it?""It's a delivery!" came the reply."You can leave it outside," was the response."We actually need your signature, ma'am.""Oh, really? Just give me a moment."The gate swung open, revealing two men in disguise, Adam and Brett. They were both wearing caps and delivery uniforms as they entered.As soon as they stepped inside, they came face to face with the maid they had spoken to earlier."Good day, ma'am!" Adam greeted, tipping his cap and flashing a smile at the maid.She couldn't help but be captivated by his dimples and his sun-kissed face.Baby boy?Adam was taken aback. Meanwhile, Brett was desperately trying to hold back his laughter."Where do I need to sign?" she inquired, looking at Adam.Adam's mouth hung open for a moment before he closed it. They had forgotten to bring the fake document for the signing!"Um... about that..." Adam stammered.Seeing his struggle, Brett jumpe
Years ago…Brett was buried in paperwork at his desk when he received a text from his step sister. He glanced at his phone and saw Olive’s message.[“Brother. I’m scared.”]He furrowed his brows as he picked up his phone and replied.[“Why? Are you seriously scared of ghosts now?”]Olive responded immediately. [“I think I saw something I shouldn’t have. Brother, I’m scared. Can you come pick me up?”]Brett couldn't understand why his married sister was asking him to take her home.“What kind of joke is this?” he thought. “I can't believe she's still reaching out to me after getting married.”Brett had always harbored secret feelings for his step sister. It was natural given that they weren't blood-related. But when Olive married Lanceil, Brett knew he had to let go of those feelings and keep his distance from her.That’s why he made himself busy in work.After a long time, Olive sent him a weird text message.[“I will only finish some paperwork.”] Brett replied. [“Then I will pick you