"You're not going anywhere princess. You belong to me, Charlotte. YOU. ARE. MINE. You hear me? MINE. Do you understand?"
In a world where beauty, power, and money is everything, one girl knows she is nothing. Sold to the obsessed Miss Grand Thailand...
Engfa grumbled and frowned as the guards at Char's makeshift camp blocked her path for the umpteenth time. It was starting to become a repetitive exchange.
"I swear..." Engfa muttered under her breath, her annoyance growing. "This is the Nth time I've been denied entry TO MY OWN PROPERTY. Don't they know Char ain't that mad at me now?"
The guards, stoic as ever, replied in unison, "Uh... Sorry boss, miss Char did not really say you are no longer banned anymore."
Engfa's annoyance shifted to frustration as the guards still barred her way. She called out, her voice carrying through the camp. "CHAR, c'mon!!" she shouted. "Come out and tell MY guards that I'm not banned anymore!"
The guards glanced at each other, seeming a little amused by their boss' outburst.
Engfa felt ridiculous, screaming her demands at her own guards and Char. But there was a hint of smile on her face. She was certain Charlotte was having a blast watching her antics.
As Engfa's impatient shout echoed through the camp, Charlotte stepped out, a knowing grin spreading across her face. Engfa whirled to face her, ready to walk in, but Char's words made her stop in her tracks.
"Ah, ah, ah," Char tutted, her voice lilting with amusement. She leaned against the doorway, crossing her arms over her chest. "If you ask nicely, I might just let you in" she quipped, her eyes twinkling with mischievous glint.
Engfa cleared her throat, her voice softening. "Please," she said softly, with a touch of humility. "Please reconsider. I promise I'll be on my best behaviour."
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, her smirk still in place. She pretended to ponder over Engfa's request, tapping her chin thoughtfully. But there was mirth in her eyes.
"Could you, oh mighty princess, please instruct my guards to let me enter my own backyard?" Engfa's tone was sarcastic and teasing, a playful glint in her eyes. "I'm getting quite... restless out here," she added.
Charlotte bit her lip trying to stifle a laugh.
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Engfa's smile widened as she settled down beside Char, a spread of food laid before them. Phalo, ever the curious little munchkin, scooted closer to Engfa.
Engfa leaned over, plucking a carrot from the assortment of food, and held it out to Phalo, who took it with a satisfied chirp. "Little rascal," Engfa chuckled warmly, patting Phalo's head affectionately.
Engfa felt Char's arms wrap around her from behind, pulling her closer. She relaxed into Char's embrace, savouring the familiar warmth that Char always brought.
