His Personal Maid

f she was a dancer on display. The scene reminded her of how ladies fr

utes were said to be made to dance naked. The Harem is a place wher

ors everywhere, at almost every corner of the room. Som

days, her hair was all over the place, her eyes swollen from the tears and her clothes tatt

r hand and leg. The height of the punishment made her wonder what she actually did to

were drawn to keep her standing. She was thirsty, hungry, and tired despite wondering the sort of puni

had made them sleep in the rain, because the meat prepared for the Prime Minister was not tender

souls and even their farm products flourished at such a period. The dry season was the worst of all, dry crops and even dry humans. Many people die

ooking down so as to avoid the gaze of her Master. She hadn't really looked at him ever since she had been at the mansion as

m. He looked over at the tiny girl standing in front of him and wondered what could b

r you" His voice resonat

servant and how you never broke any rules. If you had been a

d the voice to resp

me!" H

e I didn't poison you. I only misplaced

hought of how he was trying to get her kille

n, my lord" Sh

nd don't you dare qu

rity. It's the rules and I'll be killed if I look at you. I'm

der. Desire jerked back at the sudden contact and tried to pry away from him but that

sire was torn. Torn between pleasing her Master and b

looked at her Master after staying in the same mansion as him for seven years, after breathing in the same

rk mark that crossed his face only made him more beautiful and he was so young. Probab

esire finally looked away again, waiting for her j

throat and moved back

options available, three things I could do to you, it'll

uld be, a lone tear found i

he Harem while the third one is to make you my private maid and you're the only person

sentence, a life sentence that could get her kille

Desire looked at him witho

e or by hanging. Whichever option suits you, My