Chapter 1

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[Y/N] POV

The day already started and I'm still walking in the woods.

I sigh "Where am I?".

I look at my hands and clothes "I really have to find a suitable place to rest..."

I step out from behind the bushes and see the lake.

"That's just what I needed..." and sighed.

I walk to the water and soak my hands in the water.

"A real pleasure, the water is just enough warm..."

I start rubbing my hands to remove the blood and also clean my face.

I look in the water and in the reflection, I see a person with black hair and unusual blood-red eyes.

Scared, I look back.

Before me is standing a slender guy, with a smirk painted on his face.

"Well, well... What do we have here?"

He grabs my chin and observes my face closely.

"I feel as if he's reading my soul... What am I thinking, that's not possible!"

He smirks at my scared look.

"You look delicious, why don't we have a little fun?"

I start screaming "W-what?" and try to push him away.

He puts his hands around my waist when I start to panic. He leans his head to my neck and when he opened his mouth to say something, he just sighed and looked at his watch.

"Damn it. Why now?".

He stepped away from me. I observed him scared and when he started to go away, I sighed.

"Thank God..." I whispered.

Then he stopped, turned towards me and sighed.

"Come with me..."

"What?!"

He stepped towards me, sighed and lifted me bridal style.

He stepped towards me, sighed and lifted me bridal style

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"My master is calling me..."

I was so scared that I started shaking and he saw that and smirked.

SEBASTIAN POV

"This girl has such a pure soul..."

I look at her from the corner of my eyes. She's very scared but doesn't move an inch.

When I step in the manor with her in my arms, I loudly call for Mey-Rin

"Mey-Rin, come here!"

Meyrin rushes up to me and anxiously stares at the girl.

"Take care of the girl, I have to go to the young master."

She nods and helps the girl upstairs to the guest room.

I watch her leave with Mey-Rin for a few seconds. When I can't see them anymore I go to the study room, to see what the young master wants.

[Y/N] POV

Maid named Mey-Rin's helping me up the stairs. She seems a lot more friendly than that creepy butler.

"Miss, what is your name?"

I look at her and tiredly smile.

"(Y/N). And you are Mey-Rin?"

"Yes, yes I am!"

I smiled at her very good mood.

We stop before a door made of black wood, which surprised me. She opened the door and I walk in.

 She opened the door and I walk in

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"Can I help you, Miss (Y/N)?".

"It's not necessary. And please, call me (Y/N).".

She nodded and I walked into the room. I sat on the bed and looked at the room.

On the other side of the room (opposite the bed) was one more door made of black wood which most likely leads to the bathroom, and on the right side of the bed were glass doors which lead to a much brighter room

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On the other side of the room (opposite the bed) was one more door made of black wood which most likely leads to the bathroom, and on the right side of the bed were glass doors which lead to a much brighter room. It looked like a living room.

 It looked like a living room

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I went back to the room and laid down on the bed

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I went back to the room and laid down on the bed.

"Maybe I could rest for a bit."

And I fell asleep.

I feel the need to tell you that italic sentences are what the reader or some random person are thinking.

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