A girl wearing a black and white maid uniform stood in front of the plump housekeeper, who was responsible for managing dozens of maids in the castle.
"Listen, Angel, it is the highest honor to be able to serve in Castle William, and we will choose you not only because you can pass many inspections and inspections, but also because you are half of Oriental blood..."
Angel raised his head in surprise, obviously not understanding why - could there be an Oriental among the mysterious and noble owners of the castle?
But the housekeeper's wife glared at her, which made the timid Angel tremble, and he quickly lowered his head timidly, not daring to ask any more questions.
"Remember, see what you should see and don't see what you shouldn't! Listen to what you should hear and don't listen to what you shouldn't! This is your first priority as a maid!"
Angel nodded repeatedly to show that he remembered.
The housekeeper's wife gave another lecture, then waved her hand and asked Angel, who was holding several sets of maid uniforms to change, to go back to her maid's room.
At night, Angel seemed to hear some strange noise. Seeing that the maids on the bed opposite were all fast asleep, she bit her lip nervously, got up from the bed, quietly opened the door with bare feet and walked out.
Deep in the corridor, in the most mysterious, secluded, and taboo room in the castle, the sound of men breathing low came again.
The room was still so dark, only the wind outside the window was blowing slightly, bringing in a bit of cool breath.
But this cool breath quickly dissipated in the air of the room, and the room was completely enveloped by the intense and lingering breath.
The man's tall body covered that weak and slender body, and the strong back muscles made the black snake tattoo more vivid due to the intense movements, entangling and swallowing the black lotus in the center of the back tighter.
The man's slender and flexible hands tightly held the young woman's slender waist, burying himself deeper into her tight body, hitting her hard, claiming every inch of her skin and softness.
Even if she didn't respond at all.
Even if she didn't react at all.
…
I don't know how long it took, but the man suddenly raised his body with one hand and briefly stopped attacking the woman beneath him.
He sneered and said hoarsely: "You know? Tong'er, today I caught another man who tried to assassinate me. Don't you want to know who is behind the scenes?"
He suddenly sat up, hugged the woman's slender figure, grabbed her long black hair with one hand, and stared at her unresponsive snow-white face.
The room was so dark, but as time passed and my eyes got used to it, I was able to see people close at hand.
What's more...his eyes are different from ordinary people.
Staring at her face, he gritted his teeth, but gradually narrowed his eyes, and an evil and cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Holding her long hair, his movements were so rough, but his hoarse voice was extremely soft.
It's so soft that it makes your heart chill.
"Tong'er, your charm is really not small. After so long, you can still attract that person to keep sending people to spy on you, trying to assassinate me and take you back."
Tong'er still had her eyes closed motionless, her long black eyelashes unblinking, reflecting her snow-white and delicate face, she was like an unrealistically beautiful doll.
Even though he pulled the long hair on the back of her head violently, she still didn't react at all, not even the pain.
The man squinted his eyes at her fiercely, as if he wanted to strangle her to death, but in the end he just sneered.
He threw her back on the bed harshly, and covered her with his tall and strong body again.