Angel was awoken by a knock on her door. It was James, her new employed cheaffuer. Although James' work description was looked down on, he didn't seem like the type to be doing such work. He had an intriguing ascent, not to mention his use or English and words, it was outstanding. And he had this charming look that could draw any woman to his arms. He had an amazing physique and body statue.Although miss Angel had never let in any of her staffs in her personal life and affairs, she surprisingly find it easy to confide in James. She didn't know why, and how, but she took pleasure in his company.It was just 8:00 in the morning. As she dizzily rose from her bed, she stroke her long, purple, soft hair backwards with her fingers, then she sat on the edge of her bed trying to be fully conscious of herself."ma'am" A knock came at the door."Urgh... Yes!" She answered grumpily."Ma'am. Are you up? You're going to be late" the knock continued. It was her middle-aged female butler, Rosalie.
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