aerie
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4.7 M
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16 d, 8 h
"Even when I was still a Therese, you know I was never one of those refined noble ladies, right? Before I found my father, I did whatever I had to just to survive in the slums! That place is a jungle, pure and simple." “Hm.” "Maybe that explains it. I have a big appetite, I’m an excellent swindler, and… pickpocketing was my specialty. Before I ended up in the convent, I made sure to steal something at least once a day. It gave me a rush." The idea of the grand duchess being skilled at…- 415.4 K • Ongoing
- She only meant to take a quick snoop before the water stopped running. She never expected him to appear out of nowhere. He hadn’t made the slightest peep. It felt like seeing a ghost. Daisy was so stunned she froze on the spot. ‘…What now?’ There was no talking her way out of this. Seated smack dab in the middle of his scattered clothes on the long sofa, she looked undeniably guilty. Anyone with eyes could see she’d been caught red-handed. “I asked you, what are you…
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- Daisy opened the pendant, shifting her gaze between the woman in the portrait and her own reflection in the mirror. There was no denying it. That was her face, alright. ‘When was this even painted?’ The Daisy in the portrait was dressed in sheer luxury. ‘Have I ever worn something like this?’ Since arriving at Waldeck, she had been treated poorly. The thought of hiring a painter for a portrait, let alone wearing such extravagant clothing, had never even crossed her mind. The…
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- …All I want to do is run away. Escape was the only thing on Daisy's mind. She desperately wanted to flee from this grim reality, but Daisy was a responsible adult with a sense of duty. She had to think about the consequences. “Haah, you’re not a child. Just suck it up. Hang in there.” If she were on her own, she wouldn’t care about the consequences. She would have made a run for it ages ago, but… The orphanage was her family. The people there relied on her, and she felt…
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- Earlier, she’d been too shocked to do anything but react on pure instinct, but it turned out Maxim von Waldeck was weak to Daisy’s tears. She figured if she bawled her eyes out, he’d at least feel guilty and ease up on his madness a little. That was her assumption as she let the tears fall. But, as it turned out, she couldn’t have been more wrong. “Hmm… let’s see, what else? Ah, I tend to get aroused when I see someone crying.” Unbelievable. He was the literal worst. He’d…
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- She knew it was a blatant lie. Even if there were no servants, as he claimed, the former grand duchess still resided in the main suite on the fourth floor. “She’s… ngh, on the fourth floor. P-please, just… stop.” “Oh, yes. My aunt. I keep forgetting about that. Thank you for reminding me, Izzy.” Typical. Coming from a man who had shamelessly hinted at his scandalous behavior during a formal dinner, it wasn’t surprising in the least. “Should I let her hear just how energetic…
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- The intensity in the air nearly made Daisy blurt out, "No, of course not.” In reality, she had no idea how to respond. He made too much sense, and if she so much as moved her lips, she was certain they’d be far too close—her breath mingling with his. What should I do? What could I do? Startled by the pressure radiating from him, Daisy gulped, her throat suddenly dry. Then, without warning, Maxim scooped her up in his arms like a princess. “A-ah! Ugh… w-what are you doing? Put me…
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- How did we end up here? Daisy truly hated this. Frantically, she waved her hands. “No, no, no. I’m happy with my room. I’ve already grown attached to it, so you should settle into yours. I’m sure you’ll love it, Max. Your aunt put much effort decorating it while hoping for your safe return.” “You were the one praying for my safe return, Izzy. And yes, I’ve seen what my aunt did with the room.” “…” “I do prefer my own room, but since you’re so fond of this one, I…
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- Even for regular people, a lack of sexual intimacy could be grounds for divorce. If she didn’t want to, she simply wouldn’t. Why had she wasted so much time overthinking something so simple? “You’re going to wear it out.” “Sorry?” “My face. You’re staring at it.” Whoops. She must’ve been a little too obvious. Maxim von Waldeck made the remark casually, not even turning to look at her. “Is there something you’d like to say to me?” “No, nothing in…
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- The bastard. It’s always about my mother whenever it suits him. Daisy’s biological mother had been an agent, killed in an ambush by royalists. Or so she’d been told. Afterward, Daisy had no one, and Count Therese stepped in to take her under his wing. Through all the years they’d spent together, Count Therese had learned exactly how to target Daisy’s weaknesses. “Think about the cause, Easy.” The cause, the cause. She didn’t even know what that “cause” meant…
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