Chapter 4: 4

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Chapter 4

‘Please, this way.’

The sound of military boots was heard from over the corner.

‘…Please, come this way with an eye to see, so Winston wouldn’t do anything dirty anymore.’

However, the footsteps stopped just before the corner.

Now, what excuse should she use to get out…? Sally hurriedly shook her head.

Although she hid her pistol under her skirt, she shouldn’t shoot Winston because her mission for over a year would be in vain. Besides, the moment she was found hiding a gun, she was afraid that even the letter might be taken away.

As she clenched her teeth, the tip of the nose, which had been buried in the nape of her neck, ran up her hair and rubbed over her earlobes. He whispered languidly as he exhaled a hot breath, rubbing between his earlobe and cheek.

“Why are you nervous like that?”

‘Is he asking because he didn’t know?’

Turning her head with tears in her eyes, he suddenly took off his black gloves.

Sally held her breath as his outstretched fingers climbed up the seam at her side. His fingers moved forward, fiddling with the buttons on her bulging chest. Not a single hair touched her chest, but the way he rolled his fingertips was the same as rolling her n*pples.

Dirty pervert bastard…

“…Captain.”

“Yes?”

The hot breath tickled her ear again. Sally sniffled her nose.

“I need the money. I have to pay my mom’s hospital bills soon… I can do anything the Captain wants.”

As if Winston had been baptized in cold water, he fell off in an instant.

He was a man with severe mysophobia. It was more when it comes to s*x. More than anyone else, Winston hated a woman who jumped at him with her legs spread apart.

Sally erased her smile of relief and covered her weeping face. She turned behind him and found Winston leaning at an angle to the opposite wall, opening his wallet. A look of disappointment was evident on his face.

“Sally, you are a good child. Do not speak such dirty words in front of any men.”

“…Did you say that I’m good because I was annoying?”

Sally clasped the wad of bills he was handing out, and his eyes widened. Winston opened his mouth and had a look that he wanted to say something, though only a small sigh came out.

“Thank you, Captain.”

You have to run away when the hungry predator is showing a loophole. Thinking that, she politely said her greetings and tried to run away although, his arm grabbed her.

“Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t mean to offend you. I like you.”

…Is this a confession?

Sally froze on the spot.

“I like the boldness of not blinking an eye when seeing blood.”

No… It was only then did Winston’s face relax. The corners of his straight lips held a gentle smile.

“If it were any other woman, they would have passed out already. Of course, the boys, too. You’re more trustworthy than these nauseous young recruits.”

The kid recruit he was talking about was obviously Fred.

“I didn’t mean to push you today. Don’t be kind to those rats, they are cunning.”

‘He knew that? He’s a cunning rat, too.’

Sally didn’t hide the smug smile from her lips. After all, the greedy monarch pigs would not know the true meaning of her smile.

“I want you to stay long…”

Winston let go of her arm. His fingertips ran across her shoulder, and his well-proportioned knuckles caressed her cheek.

“I wish you could be part of the torture chamber.”

All of the nerves were focused on the tips of her soft, brittle hair.

This meant that he wanted her to remain as the maid in charge of the torture chamber for a long time. That was the way it should be. But, what that cruel man spit out could not have been kind words.

It sounded like to become an organ in a monster that suck human life…

…Is that not it?

Did that mean he wanted to put her in that torture chamber, put chains around her neck, and pulled out her nails? If no one was being tortured, the torture chamber was just an ordinary room, nothing more, nothing less.

Since Sally didn’t know his reason, it was probably just a simple request to work as the maid for a long time.

Nevertheless, the scary imagination was not easily shaken.

“If you are injured and shed even a drop of blood…”

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Winston suddenly stopped talking. The hands that were gently stroking her cheek also stopped. His clear eyes, as though he had been stabbed at what he said, went blank. It was as if his eyes, which had always been cold, were quietly blazing hot.

Moments later, his hand, which had stopped, moved again. His fingertips felt unusually hot because of her cold lips.

He pressed down on her soft flesh, scanning from one end to the other. At that moment, he bit his lips with a white tooth. It looked like blood would be oozing out.

Camden’s vampire.

Sally’s face turned pale, recalling the nickname that followed Captain Leon Winston like the hem of his coat. What was this bloodthirsty man imagining about her now… that he wanted to bite her lip and suck her blood?

Dangerous… This was fatally dangerous.

Sally smiled brightly and clasped her hands together as if praying so that the bills in her hands could be seen very clearly.

‘Look carefully. In my blood, like other women, the filthy snobbish spirit flows.’

“Thank you for your concern. Captain is really generous and kind. I also want to work under Captain for a long, long time.”

The moment she poured out praises that he didn’t even want, Winston’s eyes returned.

Sally was somewhat relieved under the sharp gaze as cold as the blade of a knife. She immediately turned her back and ran away from him. He didn’t hold her back until she got to the corner.

Turning the corner at a rather quick pace and passing the soldiers guarding the door to the torture chamber, Sally sighed in her relief.

But then she bit her lips, just like Winston did.

A rotten world.

It was sadly quite common for a maid to be abused by the filthy hands of the master’s people. Still, she had never heard of such a thing happening on the Winstons. The Winston brothers were notorious for not paying attention to women.

The eldest son, Captain Leon Winston, was a sadistic figure that even the Royal Family that trusted him was fed up, but was famous for his polite and gentle manner only to women. Even he never brought the revolutionary army women into the torture chamber.

The second son, Jerome, was more of a modest scholar than his older brother, who was a soldier. There was no difference in terms of family history or arrogant disposition.

He used to take women into a pedantic discussion when they showed personal curiosity and kicked them out. He hated a woman who was like a porcelain doll with an empty head more than anyone else.

So, would she have imagined it when she infiltrated this mansion as a maid? One of the brothers was rude to her.

A spy must not stand in the eyes or ears of the target. Like all the maids, she tried her best to be treated like the furniture, though the interest was either loved her too much or hated her too much…

Where did she go wrong?

To her surprise, she found out the answer in less than ten minutes.

‘Late.’

She couldn’t meet the mail wagon on time because of the goddamn erotomania. Sally ran out the front door of the mansion.

As her breath reached her chin, she saw the front door. Peter, the postman, who had been waiting for her as she chatted with the gatekeeper of the mansion, sneered through her slender grates and laughed.

“You are a little late today, Miss Bristol.”

Even though, at first glance, it looked like a generous smile, she was not unaware that the impatience was a vivid rebuke.

Because time was urgent.

“Yes, ha, Captain, was looking for me….”

’I didn’t come here to play, you bastard.’

When she mentioned ‘Captain,’ Peter’s eyes visibly froze. Sally said she was fine and smiled before holding out the letter from her hand.

“Please, take care of it again today…”

“Sally.”

Sally froze at the sudden sound of the voice. Behind her, the soft engine sound of a luxury sedan growled softly.

“Then, I’ll get going.”

Peter snatched the letter from Sally’s hand and ran to the wagon. As he came nearer, the sound of stepping on the little pebbles from behind her grew closer and closer. She turned around casually and smiled.

“Captain, are you on the way out? It’s dinner time soon.”

“I have an engagement.”

He was still wearing an officer’s uniform.

‘…Is that a private advance?’

What other heinous things was he going to do?

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“I see. Mrs. Winston might be lonely. Then, please enjoy…”

“No sweet talks.”

He approached. Again, the distance narrowed to the point of being dangerous.

“Sally, every time I see you, I want to ask you something.”

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