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Belle Adams' Butler

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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427 Chs

Movements- Part 1

In the carriage now, Belle looked outside the window at the passing trees that went one after another with her head that was leaned against the side of the carriage wall. The open viewing casket before the burial took away some pain of hers. She was thankful to the embalmer who had worked on her parents to preserve them the way they were while covering up the damage that had taken place.

Telling her uncles and aunts that she wasn't willing to move into their houses and not wanting to listen to them was equal to telling her that she didn't need them. With her parents gone, Belle was on her own. Reaching the mansion, Lucas helped her get down and her feet reached the ground. The mansion was going to be lonely, thought Belle to herself where she wouldn't be able to converse with her parents and then something clicked her mind and she looked at Lucas.