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Welcome Home, Master

"As your master, you have to do exactly everything as I say." Lim Xian pinned her on the wall, their faces dangerously close to each other. He slumps his left hand on the girl’s left side, while his other hand transferred from her hand to her chin and held it with force. “My father can’t do anything if I will do something to you here, can he?” the young devil smirks, his voice emanating sexiness and authority. Wait, did she just say his voice is sexy?! "Even greeting me every time I come home is part of your f’cking job description." *** Seventeen-year-old Li Meilin has been struggling financially after she lost her part-time job and the apartment that she's been renting for quite some time now. After an encounter with Shenzhen High School's famous Black Prince and rich heir Lim Xian, she was then offered a job by his father that she can't truly resist. Even if it means being the Black Prince's personal maid in the meantime.. Meanwhile, Lim Xian was not so happy about it. Since his new maid was hired by his father, he did everything in his power to make Li Meilin gave up her job. But when nothing worked, he was forced to use his last resort... and that is to make the girl fall in love with him. They say desperate times call for desperate measures. But when feelings changed over time, would they answer their hearts' call? =___= The story was written by an amateur writer. Expect some minor typos and grammar errors that were missed during the editing process. The book cover is temporary until my commissioned art is done. All credits to its rightful owner.

AteJanz · Teen
Not enough ratings
200 Chs

Her Intention

"Guys… I have an announcement to make so listen very closely!"

Someone from the gangster-looking students of Shenzhen High who are mostly famous for their brazen acts suddenly stood on the platform that is placed in the middle of the students' hang-out place.

With that being said, some students have started again to whisper to one another as they all wondered what this guy is about to say.

"What does he think he is doing?" One girl from a nearby bench whispered to her friend with a worried look in her eyes.

"I don't know either. But something tells me that something bad will soon happen," her friend said.

The guy on the platform with his hair died in dirty blonde and was fixed into a messy one whipped his head to look at those two girls whispering to one another and glared at them.

How stupid of them to whisper about them when they are just close to the platform. Do they have a death wish or something?