Your P.O.V
You wandered the streets of London, looking in all the windows, trying to find someone noble you could ask to work for, now that your old master's mansion is burned to the ground, along with everyone in it except for you. You managed to escape and you have NO idea why or how. The only thing you could remember about the blaze was the screams echoing down the halls, your heart racing in your chest and the smoke, burning inside your lungs.
It started to rain. You took no notice of it. A little rain'll never hurt anyone you thought, still pushing through the crowd. You stopped in front of the Funtom candy store and peered in, but the rain got worse and you could hear thunder. You quickly rushed into the alley next to the shop, picked up a box, and held it over your head. You kept walking down the alley, lookin down, when you bumped into something. You looked up and you saw a tall man with raven black hair and crimson eyes.
"My lady, sorry for bumping into you" he said, bowing as you stumbled backwards. You looked him up and down, studying his butler's uniform. "Miss (Y/N), please don't be scared" He said, giving you a closed eye smile that was obviously fake and holding his hand out to you. "I don't recall telling you my name. Who are you?" you said, rejecting his hand and glaring at him. He was taken aback at your rejection and just smiled again. Clearly his signature move to gain people's trust you thought. "I have my ways" he said, shrugging. "What do you want anyway" you snapped, getting pissed off. "Well. You're a maid, and my master requires one. The maid we have currently tends to be.... clumsy" he added. "And?" you replied cautiously. "My young master wants you to work for him. We saw you walking the streets, jobless and homeless. Join me at the Phantomhive manor" at the mention of Phantomhive you tensed. Phantomhive?! As in Ciel Earl Phantomhive?! your mind screamed at you. "Hell yeah!" you said excitedly, following him as he walked towards the carriage.
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Kitten In Red (Sebastian x Reader)
FanfictionI WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS ABOUT 13. Thanks for appreciating the story, but I can no longer endorse/ignore some of the content within. Some content is plain disturbing, some incorrect, and some deeply hurtful to communities (e.g. SA survivors). It is a...
