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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.

Ananya_Mk · Fantasia
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A dream? (2)

A few moments slipped by while having a darn irritating fight that seemed exciting to the other person. The crazy satisfaction written over his face was getting dull seeing the person he was having a sword fight finally tired and out of her wits. She had no energy left in her body anymore and they both were already far away from her house. She glanced around seeing they were inside the forest a few kilometers away from her house. 

Only greenery greeted her eyes and it was calming in a way. Thankfully he was standing still maybe waiting for her to jump up and attack him so that things get more interesting but unfortunately, she was already tired and sat beside a tree leaning on it after she has nailed her sword in the soil symbolizing her surrender. She looked completely like a mess, tired eyes, tattered clothes, messed up hair and scratches all over her cheeks and neck.