You can't Run, My Secret Maid!

d looked into Kenneth's

ised one eyebrow as if sh

cour

le to fulfill." Zella moved aw

th by pretending to drown. Who would have thought that her legs would cramp up?

n the water?" Zella kept thinking to herself; she kept pressi

th was still at the edge of the pool, wai

find Zella at the bottom of the pool; her eyes closed with no movement. Kenneth imme

nd patted Zella's cheek before finally opening Zella's lips. Kenneth gave

peatedly spit out water from her mouth. She looked into the ey

Kenneth immediately snapp

r lying position. Zella sat staring at Kenneth,

ach other. Before, Zella finally

k at Kenneth, who still looked worried about her. Either t

n't you

was so annoyed that, without warning

ce with a gasp. Zella smiled a smirk. She loved Kenn

m, Mr. Kenneth?" Zella squatted down to match he

ngers. Cupping Kenneth's chin, she gazed into those eyes

can touch and taste my lips," Ze

and pulled Zella's hand, which was

istopher and not you, Kenneth Cristopher!"

nt of him was for the first time in Kenneth's life. He hated Mike; this time, his hatred was not just the tip of

ake you like him?" Ken

d thought this through; Zella was aiming to make Kenneth hate her. At least Zell

; I have to go back to my house soon." Zella turned her b

*

he bottom of the sea is Mike's favorite cartoon. Even though it has been played hun

," Mike muttered, still

ing to turn around, Mike already knew who was coming; the smel

y opened his voice because he didn't lik

ons that are appropriate for 5-year-olds, not 27-year-olds

?" Mike stared at Ken

ouldn't solve your problems." Kenneth again overrode Mike's reply, his hand now holding

Mike could immediately guess why Kenneth's mo

o sacrifice?" Kenneth immediately sh

s the 27th

u kill her." Kenneth again answered Mike's wor

ecomes mine and gives herself up for me." Mike snapped his fingers to make t

ou the 27th best girl." Kenneth w

erested in that maid named Zella." Mike mois

exit of the theater. At this point, Mike alread

*

want to eat at the dining table. Even though the dining table was not filled with anyone until this afternoon, Zella still could

door repeatedly until Mike's face ap

Zella showed him th

lled Zella's hand

e's room. This was very strange for Zella; she was very curious to see more of Mike's room. Stra

" Mike spoke behind Zella's body, his nose i

lla deliberately complimented her

deeply into Mike's eyes, who were currently only a

liked it?" Mike repeated Zella's w

rt," Zella said, looking around Mike's room, her feet

o you want to see it?" Mike rai

dy away and saw Mike take off

nder Mike's left rib. Mike also had a flower

s hand touched Mike's scar, and she was curious ab

" Zella looked

ody?" Mike held Zella's

la suppressed a word, a sign of owners

hen am I

showed her innocent face; she remembered that some of Mike'

aressed Zella's face; everything on Zella's body was just right. Zella's

too," said Zella, who repli

I change my meal." Mike pulled Zella'

what you mean?" said Zella, who pl

ed the recesses of Zella's neck, plan

s forced to make a disgusting

l the time." Mike's hands continued to caress Zella's back,

d to Mike's hand, nor did she reply to