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Love beyond Ranks

“My luck kind of great. I finally found you. No! you presented yourself to me like a prey coming to its predator den. Amazing right?” he drew his eyebrows up, asking with his beautiful lips that had a playful smirk. Lydia responded in silence. She had no idea what this man was going on about. Rumbling some nonsense or maybe something similar. All she could think about was to get his permission to live in his house for three months to carry out her plan. ‘Please don’t see through my disguise and you can talk whatever you want.’ She only prayed for it. Hiding her gender and pretending to be a man. It was frightening to keep that business smile on her face while the surrounding was so cold. After all, she was in front of a ‘S ranker’ who could snap her neck like mincing mud without giving any shit. “Hmm?” he gazed the girl standing in front of him from up to down. “Haha… I will do my absolutely best to serve you, master,” awkward smile tiring her face but successfully she completed what she needed to say. Ethan smirked. He leaned back on the chair, the sharp silver earing glinting back, the blue sapphire looked pretty and cold as his eyes. “How?” “Ha?” Lydia tilted her head slightly in confusion. “How are you going to serve me? There are many possible ways. If my mother has sent you to work, I guess you know I prefer men more. Maybe you will be warming my bed at night,” he looked at the girl disguising herself as a man who looked charming and shiny from every angle. Lydia denied strictly, “My purpose is to assist you in your house. There is nothing to do with the bed. I can do cooking, cleaning, repairing and many more but…” “Then you can do that too, I assume.” He chuckled testing her expression. The chances of being kicked out were more before entering his house but now the situation unfolded differently. He looked more welcoming to a lowly ranker than she has thought.

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Inside the art

Snow Valley 

Outskirt of LA city 

"A puny fly got in the way? What were you doing to lose face pathetically?" a deep voice bearing authoritative tone questioned in the presence of complete silence. His body lying on the blood sleek couch, relaxed. Holding a sharp pen throwing glitters with every punitive round on those fingers, a circle within which lied a snake image glowing black on his hand. 

In front of his dark eyes was a man on his knees. He hid his tremoring hands well and bowed, "During the reunion with my classmates, heroes and guides got their quick as I let the monster loose. It was slow in eating the body so the mission failed, master. They arrived before any further body can be occupied. It's all my fault, I should've looked for a better place for the Gradir spread."