Andrew Garcia
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It was Lady Monica. The woman was dressed in a navy gown and her lips were painted in the same red color Elise recalled similar to the one she uses when visiting White Mansion. The woman came to greet her with a smile, but Elise wasn't slow to not notice how the smile the lady had didn't reach her eyes. "Yes," Elise said, she didn't think it was needed to tell the lady that she wasn't a maid any longer, "My name is Elise Scott, I hope you have a pleasant evening, Lady Monica," she greeted, at the time…
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Elise's cheeks turned pink at his words, he knew what words managed to make her heart fluttery, "It's thanks to the dress," she said, pulling the side of her skirt. Her heart was filled with many happiness from the dress he gave her. "And the shoes," added Elise, not forgetting one single thing Ian's have gifted her. "Those are what complements you. Have you heard of how a dress only suits the person wearing it because of the person? That's how it goes. The dress looks beautiful to you because you are…
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The carriage continues to drive to its destination as the snow had stopped raining from the sky. Elise looked at Ian, waiting for his explanation. Since she met Mr. Beel, there was one single question in her mind that didn't change to date. The question was whether she could put trust in Beelzebub despite the mystery he carries. "It was Lucifer who told him to fetch the necklace from your house once he crossed the Hell's Gate," was Ian's honest and quick reply. He recalled the night after they came back…
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Elise had finished wearing her dress and tying the side of her hair into small roles which she connected in the back of her head, she placed the pins to secure her hair in place while letting the rest of her hair falling to her waist. Once she was done, a smile crinkle on her face. She looked to the window, wondering if the carriage had come and if she had to hurry when her eyes narrowed to see a reaper. Taking a better look, Elise was alarmed when she noticed the scythe the reaper was holding was…
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Author's note: Hello lovely readers! I have told this in the recent updates which the privileged member knows earlier, but I forgot to tell you about this, sorry TT. Currently, I am going under a surgery with another four days of surgery. I have just finished my first surgery and everything is going well. I am still drowsy after the first surgery which why the updates would be slow, but I promise not to stop updating. I will also increase the word rates to 1600-1800 words which is close to 2 chapter in one…
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A slight surprise came on Elise's face when feeling his heart was beating because last time she put her hand over it didn't move like hers did, "It moves... how?" "I often let my heart stay still, and last time I was showing you whether or not I will die if my heartbeats stopped. But now, my heart seemed to leap on place when I am near you," it was as if he had lost control over his heart, but it was great on its own way as for the first time he felt like he was truly alive. Only Elise was able to do…
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Turning her face, she looked at him in disbelief, finding Ian watching her back with a wider smile on his lips. "I'm sorry, but let me tell you that was not completely my fault," Ian saw how she looked left and right as if searching for a place to run while knowing that she was cornered. He pulled her waist, bringing her closer and his lips settled on the tip of her right ear, "You asked for it." "I didn't!" Elise frowned to him. She did asked Ian, but she didn't request for Ian to show her his…
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She saw how his eyes drank on her view, and how his gaze swept over her, not missing a single part of her skin. Ian watched how her legs squeezed together, her bare skin was soft and it took him a moment to warn himself not to bite into her legs and run his fingers all over her skin and her full bottom that was barely hidden by the chemise. "I told you to wait," whispered Elise. It was too late for her to take anything to hide her legs, even if she wear her stocking now it would only be another view for…
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There was solemness in Ian's words which had Elise wanting to ask him, to draw out the reason behind his words, but she knew he was still trying to hold the story from her. This was his bad habit, she thought but Ian had done it perfectly well by making her curious. And somewhere she doubt after pulling out one answer she would have the answer to all mystery shrouding around him. Ian was no less than a rabbit hole, and Elise felt like Alice from the Wonderland, who fell to the hole after following the…
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Elise whose cheeks were red tried to find the right word to speak, but after what Ian had told her with his seductive smile, she felt as if something had stuck on her throat, and somewhere Elise was sure that it was her heart that jammed on her throat. "What is this?" she asked, trying to force the heat on her cheeks and ears away by deviating his attention to her question. "What do you think? It's a dress that I had someone to tailor for you," Ian entered her room seamlessly as if it was the most…
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