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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.

ash_knight17 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
275 Chs

Winter's ball- Part 1

Feeling Leo press her between her and the mirror, Vivian felt her body heat up. She wanted to close her eyes but with the way he was looking at her through the mirror made it hard for her to do nothing but look back at him as if she were under a spell which was set for eternity.

When Leo's hand moved to her back to feel the roundness of the back of her lower cheek, her lips parted slightly with her pulse beating in every breath of hers. Her hand came to place on the mirror when she felt him push her hair out of the way which she had opened after coming to the dressing room to see how the dress suited her.

A shiver of desire ran down her spine when his finger trailed down at the expanse of her bareback. His nail dug deeper into her skin, "Did you forget?"

"I didn't," she whispered in a rushed tone.