When I growup
*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~
Fallen
"Master, you seem so far away today. Is this servant not good enough? "
Half lying on a beauty couch was a man; unlike those of his lineage, his hair was cut short with the sides close to his scalp and the middle falling like a mane just below his broad shoulders. The man who had eyes closed his mind wandering once again to the person from his dream opened his eyes slowly.
His legs were parted slightly while in between them was a woman so beautiful that a simple glance was not enough but a prolonged look deserving of her enteral beauty. The male is also extremely beautiful but his masculinity and his temperament makes those who serve or see him feel extreme fear. They should. One such as his kind and royalty no less is meant to be awed and feared.