Chapter 10: Paxley Household

Upon reaching the Vance mansion, Harley greeted his sister. Lesley patted his hair which made him frown. He does not being touched on the hair for it is hard for him to fix it.

Lesley ushered him to go inside for she has something important to do. She made Harley go to the kitchen and help witht the prepararion of the dinner which is also part of his discipline. Lesley went in her own room. She got a pen and a paper, she let out a heavy sigh and started writing her resignation letter as the tutor of Harley.

Before the morning comes, Lesley sneaked into the room of Harley's grandfather placed the letter on the wooden desk. She went back to her own room to get her things. She opened her closet and got the rifle of her late father. She, then, took a peek at Harley who is sound asleep at the next room. She smiled at him brfore taking her leave.

She headed to the Paxley mansion where Gusion is waiting for her at the gate. Upk seeing the brown-haired guy, her heart started to beat crazily for she does not know what awaits her at the Paxley household. Gusion came walking towards her and got her bag. He ushered him inside. While taking the stairs, Lesley almost burst into pieces upon seeing the eldest of the Paxley brothers.

"What is going on here?" he asked as he looks at Lesley, then to the bag Gusion is holding.

"She's living here with us, obviously. She'll stay in my room so don't bother cleaning the guest room," Gusion replied as he drag Lesley upstairs. They walked passed him as if he was not there. Gusion led Lesley in his room which made the female assassin even more shocked and nervous than before.

"Brace yourself, idiot," Gusion said as he flops on his bed and took a glance at the frozen female inside his room.

"No worries, my room is wide enough for two people. I've already made the arrangements so do feel comfortable. The closet is more than enough to occupy both of our clothes. Mine is the upper layer and yours is the lower one. About the usage of the bathroom, I'll use it first before you do. As for the meals, we should go to the dinner hall together," Gusion explained.

Lesley knew her decision was absurd but she had never thought that it would come to this extent. The information is too much for her to take in a small span of time.

Gusion could still see the shock in her which made him let out a heavy sigh.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything weird to you. I promise," he assured her. Lesley was still processing the information Gusion had just told her. She suddenly got back to her senses when a dagger was going her way. She immediately ducked and grabbed the dagger to throw it back at him but she failed to do so. She could not move the dagger even an inch.

"Only I can control my daggers," Gusion said. "I'll leave you for a moment so you could arrange your things."

Before Gusion could close the doors, he said, "Don't ever dare to touch my things."

The doors closed and it made Lesley feel the relief she wanted to feel that very moment. She looked around the room. Its ambiance is relaxing and manly in colour. There are two desks at both side of the bed. One desk was full of books involving magic. The other one was almost empty. Only the lamp was there. The bed was a king-sized one. Upon looking at the bed, Lesley was hit with a realization. She looked at the sofa but it could not accomodate a person on a sleeping position.

"Are we suppose to share one bed?" she asked herself which made her blush like hell. She scoffed and fanned her heated face with her hand. "No, that can't be. Huh, we're not going to sleep on the same bed."

She shook her head to think straight. She ser aside the bed for now and arranged her things. She puts her rifle at the closet since it could still occupy the space. When she was done, she flopped on the bed and felt tired even though she did not do much that morning. She immediately sat down when she heard the creaking door.

"You shall have your breakfast here for now, said by Young Master Gusion," said the petite maid as she puts the tray on the desk.

"Thank you," Lesley managed to say. She could imagine what the maid is thinking that very moment and it made her embarass.

"Young Master wanted you to meet him at the training ground after your meal," the maid added before taking her leave.

Lesley's stomach growled so she faced her meal and ate. After a while, she suddenly came to think that she does not know where the training ground is. She waited for the maid to come back but she never returned. Lesley was left no choice but to find the place on her own. She opened the doors and the wide hallway greeted her. No one was around so she couldn't ask. She saw the glass walls and tried to peek to look for the place but she was startled when the petite maid came.

"Kindly follow my lead," she said. Lesley felt relieved.

On their way, the two crossed paths with the head of the family. Gusion's grandfather. He was holding onto his cane. Their eyes met but Lesley looked away first. His aura was dominating that it made her feel small.

"Are you Gusion's lover?" he asked. She could not reply. Her tongue backed out.

"Yes, Head Master," replied the maid. The old man laughed before looking outside the window.

"He surely has grown," he said. The maid started walking once more so she followed through. The maid opened a humongous door and a wide ground greeted the two of them. Gusion was having his training but stopped for a moment when he saw the pink-haored girl. He wiped off his sweat and motioned her to go near him.

"Shall we start?" he asked after drinking some water.

"I met your grandfather," Lesley said which made Gusion drop the cup. Lesley was quite shocked for it is her first to see him lose composure.