Maid’s Night - Chapter 8

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“Lock you up?”

“Yes…”

“Who will do all the work then? If you don’t work, it’ll be my loss.”

“That’s…..”

“ … Didn’t I say it before?”

“……”

“I thought I made it clear that you need to do what you were assigned, and that if I didn’t like your work, I would sell you.”

Nothing could be discerned from the eyes that faced her. Evely bowed her head again. She didn’t want to be there. She’d rather be here, no matter what the salary was. It would be worse than death to be sold again. She didn’t want to die miserable while living as a slave for such an old man. Evely didn’t think he would sell her, but the way he stared at her was so pitiless and frightening. She was afraid that those eyes would lead to her death.

Eventually, Evely fell to her knees. With her hands on the floor, she bent over and began to plead.

“I have committed a crime worthy of death! I’m….”

“I think it’s time for that,” Alec said, as Evely’s head was forcibly lifted. Before she knew it, Alec was bent over, holding her head. She tried to turn her head, but his firm hands were holding her back, and she couldn’t bring herself to look away. The eyes she was forced to face seemed to freeze her to her toes. Evely held her breath.

“You should replace the Princess.”

Her eyes widened, as if she had heard words that she wasn’t supposed to hear. She even forgot that she should not dare to look into his eyes.

“I’m tired of the long war and I need something to relieve my fatigue. So, I’ll use you instead.”

His golden eyes gazed at her relentlessly. His lips moved, but nothing made sense to her.

“Don’t you want it?”

His hand grazed the top button of her dress. Unsurprisingly, at the touch of this man, she began to unravel.

His touch was leisurely, as if he were enjoying Evely’s reaction, but on the other hand he was undeterred. He was relaxed yet arrogant, as if he knew that the troubled woman in front of him would not be able to stop him.

With a pop, pop, pop, the faint sound of the buttons being undone sounded as loud as thunder. Three or four buttons were released and pale skin was revealed. The borrowed chemise was so big and bulky that it did not fit her at all. If a few more buttons were released, he would see her breasts. Evely’s body began to tremble at the unexpected turn of events. Her heart was beating like crazy. Alec gave her a feline smile.

“I asked you if you liked it.”

Evely was thinking that she could not go around judging the situation. It is not uncommon for a master to have a maidservant for the night. When the princess comes back, he will have her again, and that will be the end of it.

But what if she doesn’t come back? No. Does she have time to worry about these things right now?

Her buttons were slowly coming undone as Evely hesitated. Before she knew it, more than half of her buttons were released, and her chest was prominent. Eventually, the reply finally trickled out onto the tip of her tongue.

“… No, sir.”

Alec’s lips parted. He didn’t need her answer, but he wanted to hear it somehow. He wanted her to say it out loud. He hadn’t intended to stop anyway. But the more he looked into the eyes of the scared woman, the more interested he became. The look of fear in her eyes was familiar, but this girl was a little different. There was a touch of insolence in her eyes, as if she was afraid but couldn’t avoid undoing the buttons.

The more he saw her white skin, the more strange he felt. At the same time, he remembered the moment when he first met her. The way she looked at him with her breasts exposed in the slave market. The fact that he could still remember it surprised him a little.

“I don’t know how to treat a man… I don’t know if I can please Master…”

“If you don’t know, you’ll learn.”

Before she knew it, his hands were skillfully going inside her undergarment and touching her breasts. Her whole body trembled at the sensation of the unfamiliar hands, which were touching her breasts like they were toys.

The hands of a man who had spent so much time on the battlefield were rough and deeply calloused. The rugged hands were stimulating enough without the need for strong claws or force. He was enjoying the slow softness of her skin, when suddenly he grabbed her breasts. For a moment she burst into a scream. Alec, who thought it was surprising, said lightly.

“You’re begging to be touched.”

Evely gasped, helplessly letting the man’s hands roam over her skin. Eventually he stopped what he was doing. As soon as she thought he had quit, his arrogant voice fell to her ears.

“I wonder where else I can touch you.”

He sat down on the bed and gave a low command.

“Come here.”