Soooo this I love.
This part will be old-timey set, like around Alexander Hamilton's time. Sorry if your name is Ellie, then you can change the mistresses name, K? This is some good ol' fluff .
I fixed the crease on the dress. I was an indentured servant, to Miss Ellie Rodgers. My father had owed debt, so I went to work for her. She was a kind-hearted woman, who joked around a lot. But when men came into play, I trailed behind her like a shadow, afraid to make the wrong move. "(Y/N), be a dear and fetch my clutch." I nodded. "Yes Miss." I grabbed her small hand-purse and presented it to her. "Thank you. Now, today we meet up with Matt. You stay silent, and if he asks for something, get it." Only three more weeks till the debt is paid off... "Yes Miss." We walked to a bar. I shifted uncomfortably; I didn't like it here. Men filled to their caps with whisky, and women, trying to earn their attention. "Ah, Miss Rodgers." I turned to see I had fallen behind, and the mistress was already on the other side of the room. "Hello, Matt. (Y/N)! Get over here!" I hurried over, nearly tripping over my own two feet. "Please excuse her. Her father owed my family a large sum, so she works for me." Matt nodded, staring at me. Ellie jabbed me in the side. "H-Hello sir." I curtsied and bowed my head. "It's quite alright, funny even. What is you name, ma'am?" Ellie glared at me, and I stayed silent. "Miss Rodgers, I asked her what her name was. I suggest you let her answer." She smiled, a sickly, terrifying smile. "Yes, tell him your name." I nodded. "(Y-Y/N) (L/N), sir." He nodded. The mistress was still glaring at me. She told me subtly to wait outside until she came to get me. I sat on a bench, watching people walk by. I turned, surprised when somebody sat down next to me. "I hate it." It was Matt. "H-Hate what?" He stared at the ground, frowning. "The fact that she treats you like that. You're a human, just like her." I blushed, watching him. "W-Well she only-" I stopped myself. Off I was caught talking Ill about her... I shook my head, and smiled slightly. "Finish your sentence, Miss (Y/N)." I shook my head again. "I cannot talk ill of my mistress, please disregard what I was going to say..." Matt smiled, and nodded. "Follow me."
HAHA CLIFFHANGER. Part 2 eventually my lovlies!
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De Todooh lordy, here goes nothing, READER WARNING: This book WILL contain smut. If you don't know what that is, leave now. recommended at least 16+ (Ha ha who listens to that? Anyhoo, Requests: OPEN Expect terrible spelling and possibly terrible grammer.
