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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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The company- Part 3

"You don't believe me?" asked Greed and Belle smiled, stepping into the room. 

"It is quite hard to believe what comes through that mouth of yours," not to forget how obsessed he behaved when it came to Lucas. This Grim reaper wanted to covet Lucas and never let anyone get close to him. 

"You weren't so mean before. What happened? Mommy and daddy didn't love you as you expected?" asked Greed. 

"You killed me," stated Belle while she realized that this grim reaper had been listening to every little thing that had been taking place in this mansion. The loud voices. 

"Still salty about it?" asked Greed, "How about we offer each other peace?" he asked her, raising his hand for her to take but Belle didn't take it. 

"Not as salty as you are feeling like I took your toy away," Belle answered, a smile coming on her own face and they both smiled, "Do you think I will be here when you're plotting to kill me?"