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𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦/𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬
The new maid, Mariah Miller, attracts the attention of the two brothers of malfoy mannor, Tom Riddle and Draco Malfoy.
The book that gets KINKIER by the chapter.
"My other favourite par...
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___ The narrators Pov ___
For the past few days, Mariah didn't utter a word to the two brothers. She was still craving for a true apology from Tom. And speaking to Draco well... to her, it didn't really matter.
After all, it was only ever supposedly physical.
She felt as if though emotional attachment to him was forbidden, similar to a sin as it would go against her morals of always hating him.
Surely he would be feeling the same way, right?
It was also the weekend which meant Mariah had her day off, as well as Odette. Meaning that she wasn't obliged to form a sentence let alone a word to one of the brothers by command.
Unfortunately the few unvaried days she had to spare, that was mostly spent in the worker's place, was over.
The sun seemed to be brighter than the other jobless days, the beams of the gentle morning sun slipping through the cracks of the walls. Causing the cobwebs in the corner to glisten.
Odette had already gone to work, she usually always had an early start and a late finish, whilst Mariah was still led on the thin piece of mattress.
She led there on her half-empty stomach fiddling with the few hairs that had fallen out of place. They fell messily in front of her shoulder from when she tied it loosely into a low ponytail, as well as around her cheekbones.
She had already gotten dressed into her fitted uniform once she had awoken. The skirt that she wore barely covering the tops of her thighs as she was led down.
There wasn't much to do anyway.
She had left the book with Riddle a few days ago when she saw him that night in the library.
Staring at the cracked wall was the best form of entertainment as she waited for the scarp bit of usually yellow paper to arrive out of the thin air. She waited and stared at the bricks as she did so. Counting how many bricks could fit into a Column just to pass time.
Once she had waited for what she felt could've been the longest morning so far, three familiar knocks sounded from the door.
Although faint, the knocks weren't difficult to hear due to the size of the room being so small. The sound of mice chattering below could even have clarity.
"Morning, Mariah."
She smiled to herself when she heard the sweet voice of the elf speaking through the door, Dobby would always bring excitement in some way.
Even if it was in the most peculiar of ways.
"Come in Dobby, the doors unlocked." Permitted, Mariah. Adjusting herself to sit up straight, whilst also pulling down what was there of the material from her skirt.
