Kindunophilia (Love of Danger) Patrician Series #1

VI : Plebeian Tutor

Plaque of Note: Please see the pic above before reading the chapter to fully grasp Samuel & Audrey's private discussion.

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" He will be your tutor from now on." Madame announced as she turned to her oak desk.

Occasionally, it was supposed to be more than week before she decided. On other circumstances, it probably led more than that. It varied on the situation entangled. She reflected everything in mind afore making a final decision. The least thing I could do was to stop her. Adding that I had bothered slept.

The thought of my body on top of him; the thought that I had only stolen the agreement; the thought of Samuel living in the same household for sixty days had gone my mind into chaos and disbelief.

" I'm opposed with that Madame, but, what does a Plebeian capable to be a tutor? Does he even graduate in a Prestigious University? Does he even have any experience about this? Do you even check his background?" I asked consecutively.

She froze for a moment, registering the questions. My inner self shaken. Afraid, she would rather reprimanded me or else scolded for opposing her decision. Yet, it was not. She did not.

" I highly doubt about your hostile feeling toward him. Anyway, I already had his background." She said shortly. She seemed in a good mood.

She sat down in the brown leather chesterfield chair. The fraudulent transaction completely manipulated her. Samuel had probably deceit his qualifications.

It was very possible! He had deceived Madame for not ratifying the nexum agreement.

I contemplated it somehow, what was the purpose of the agreement if the two opponent did not agreed signing it? It was a serious matter. All people employed in the Mansion were all her responsibility.

A fraud debtor could be a burdened. Yes, it is! A walking jeopardy around the dimension of the Mansion.

Is there any potential solution? I had pictured myself encountered him in a day and it was awful! " But-"

" No buts', Audrey." She took the paper on her desk, scanned the paper reports.

" I'm wondering why you dislike him." She whispered, eyes still lingered on the paper.

" Oh! Do not make him wait. Treat him nicely. His currently waiting at the library." She reminded with her hidden smile.

Did she just took him for granted?

I shook the question and made my way out of the office room. With feeble shoulder, I walked with my face as if defeated in a battle.

My body went sluggish for some reason.

Treat him nicely. He did not treat me that way I wanted. I sighed as I had released all the bad vibes and energy. That time. I told myself. ' Whatever it takes I just need to go along with him. I needed to go along with the flow of his river of rudeness and arrogance.'

Sanity. Patience. Grace. The words that would helped me. Sanity; it avoided myself from the ideas of stupidity if we were in the middle of discourse. Patience; it kept myself from bursting my annoyance. Lastly, Grace, with refined mind and polite behavior, it hid my hostility and the intention of slapping his face.

" Sanity. Patience. Grace." I chanted.

I opened the large doors discreetly & entered the library. I was pretty sure he would not do the honor. I whirled my eyes around the moment I stepped in the capacious room. I found him in the narrowed ladder, searching some books on the spiral form shelves. He was clothed with white long sleeves which was folded up to his elbow and a brown formal belted pants made his legs slender.