Bambi and the Duke
Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.
Pool of blood- Part 4
"P-punish?" she stuttered, "I didn't do anything."
He leaned forward, his lips touching the outer shell of her ear which brought little shocks of pleasure when he spoke next to it, "Maybe that's the problem here," she flinched when his teeth nipped her ear lobe, "Let's go a more private place."
He pulled back to see Vivian flushed, words not coming out of her mouth. He slipped his hand on hers to catch hold of it, pulling her from the room and taking her up to his room where the door was initially closed. She followed him like any other time without a question, her heart beating and no words of refusal on her lips.
Stepping inside the room, Leo still held her hand without letting it go as he turned the knob of his room to lock the door. When his hand loosened on her momentarily, she pulled her hand for it to be only caught by her wrist. He pulled her, crashing her front to his chest.
"Where do you think you're running away so quickly, Bambi?"