Crazy owner (4)
Isabella walked to the window and pulled back the curtains, allowing a ray of sun to illuminate the room. When she opened the window, cool air rushed into the room, and only then could Paula breathe.
In the farthest corner from the window, where no light penetrated, there was a bed. And to top it all off, the sheet was crumpled into a circle. She saw a hand sticking out from under her and realized that it was a man.
Isabella moved closer to the bed. The sheet twitched and the figure slid back. Yes, there was nowhere to run.
“Are you awake, master?”
“-...Get out.”
A hoarse voice was heard, mixed with anger. Isabella politely clasped her hands together and said.
“I will bring you dinner. I prepared something light, so please eat it all without forgetting about your health.”
“ - Get out!”
The round body moved quickly and threw the vase from the side table. When Isabella turned her head slightly, the vase that had been touched next to her fell to the floor and shattered.
Paula opened her mouth to comment on this amazing situation, but Isabella was indifferent to her.
“I’ll bring you a new vase.”
“I don’t need this. Don’t come.”
“And I brought a girl who will serve the master in the future.”
Isabella looked at Paula. Until then, the girl stood at the door. Isabella caught the surprised expression on the girl's face and stood next to her.
The man who was on the bed nearby turned out to be larger than she thought. And he was a grown man. Even though his face was completely covered, she could guess from the voice she heard a while ago and the figure she saw.
“Nice to meet you, master.”
"This girl will serve the master in the future. If you need anything, please tell this girl and she will prepare it immediately."
“I look forward to your cooperation.”
Paula put her hands on her stomach and leaned over. But the answer was still the same.
“Get out.”
Besides, it was even tougher.
She looked at Isabella. Her shoulders shook as she shuddered. Isabella continued despite everything.
“I’ll bring dinner.”
Isabella turned to the door. She was the same as when she came here, no change in her gait. It was at this point that Paula tried to quickly turn around after her, secretly admiring Isabella's carefree appearance even as her heart raced in shock.
Suddenly he heard the movement of his fingers, and this time he felt the knife that was lying on the plate on the side table.
“If you use this item incorrectly, you will harm yourself!”
The girl was about to grab his hand. Approaching in a hurry, she did not even look at her feet.
Paula slipped on a sheet that was hanging on the floor. Her viewing angle changed one hundred and eighty degrees.
[A?!]
It looked like a hand in the air was grabbing something.
Someone hit her when she accidentally fell. Even before she felt the pain of hitting the back of her head on the floor, a heavy weight fell on her chest.
She opened her mouth and closed her eyes.
" - Master!"
Hearing Isabella's insistent voice, Paula realized that it was the owner, Vincent, who fell on her.
She opened her eyes in surprise. The girl could see his face right in front of her nose.
Dark eyebrows and emerald eyes under them, a sharp nose, rough, thick lips and a beautiful face that you can admire around the clock. She couldn't help but stutter.
But it was a little strange. Vincent, who seemed as surprised as she was, suddenly looked around. Emerald eyes looked somewhere into the distance.
When she looked more closely, the color of his eyes was a little strange. Slightly empty.
His hands moved closer to her face. When the tip of his long finger touched the hair covering her face, she flinched and pushed her away. Only then did she realize what she had done.
When she glanced quickly at Vincent, he leaned back and this time began to feel the floor. It was quite a persistent touch.
Feeling strange, Isabella helped Vincent while Paula narrowed her eyes. Vincent's hand grabbed Isabella, who hurriedly picked him up. Then he hesitantly stretched. Even then, his head was spinning around, searching for something.
" - Eyes..."
Like a blind man.
His head, which had previously been spinning from side to side, suddenly stopped. Isabella glared at Paula. Only then did she realize that she had stirred too much.
Vincent's face turned grim before she could say anything. Soon after, he let out a loud roar and began throwing things at her that he could get his hands on.
Catastrophe!
Bang! Bang!
Paula was helpless in the face of indiscriminate attacks. She tried to stop the attack by raising her hands, but it was no use. Isabella, who had reached her before she knew it, grabbed her by the forearm and forced her to stand. It's like I'm familiar with this situation. Gonic showed no sign of surprise, and Paula followed her, frightened by the situation.
The noise stopped only after Isabella left the room and closed the door. Paula clutched her pounding chest. The heart, which was not often surprised, now beat quickly.
“He is very sensitive. Be careful as you move forward. Especially watch your mouth.”
“...Y-yes.”
Isabella turned away without saying a word to Paula. The girl sighed as she watched her walk away from her. She had a feeling that her future life would not be so easy.
That day, Paula ended her day with a meal she prepared for Vincent. Her room was right next to Vincent's. Usually the maid's and master's rooms are on different floors, but she had to stay in the next one to answer his calls.
Damn it.
However, for the first time in her life, she slept in a soft bed with a clean blanket. Paula was woken up by a strange noise in the middle of the night, but it was a wonderful dream anyway.
The next day she was ready, brought him breakfast and got hit in the face with a pillow.
Vincent Bellunitto.
He is the master I am going to serve.
He is the only child of the prestigious County of Belunitto, who since childhood attracted the attention of people with his beautiful appearance and was recognized for his extraordinary abilities in many ways. Besides, the couple of earls were also good-looking, so they were a happy and harmonious family that anyone would envy.
Then the couple died in an accident, and Vincent Bellunitto, left alone, took over leadership of the family at a young age. There were many rumors about his young age to lead the family, but contrary to fears, Vincent led the family brilliantly. Thanks to this, the prestige and power of the family increased day by day.
Happy time until...
One day a tragedy happened to him.
It was a party thrown by the royal family. The party, which had previously been going smoothly, plunged into chaos when the man grabbed a knife and lunged at him. This man was Bellunitta's servant. Luckily, Vincent had an escort nearby and the wounds were minor, but the strange medicine the killer sprayed into his eyes became a problem.
At first his eyes seemed to sting a little. Then his eyes gradually clouded over, and he could no longer distinguish the outlines. At some point the light disappeared and darkness fell.
Since then, Vincent Belunnito has not left the room and the situation has remained that way until now. Count Vincent Bellunitto was said to be recovering from being wounded at a party.
There were rumors that Vincent was involved in the case because the killer was a member of the Bellunitto family, but this soon turned into a rumor. This happened because it turned out that the killer was only dressed as a servant of the Bellunitto family, but in fact was not one. The identity and purpose of the killer were never known.
Vincent eventually went blind, a fact that was a secret that not even the occupants of the mansion knew about, with the exception of a few key assistants. That's why Paula has to look after him alone, in secret.
Confidentiality.
This was one of the conditions that Paula had to meet in order to work here as a servant.
Never talk about what you saw here.
It also meant tacit consent to what would happen if she told her about it.
One way or another, it didn't matter. Paula just thought that everything should work out well for her. But the girl realized that serving Vincent was more difficult than she thought.
“- Take it all away!”
This is how the twelfth plate was broken.
Paula secretly sighed as she watched the beautifully broken piece of the dish. As soon as she bent her knees and cleared away the glass shards, this time the glasses and cutlery rolled across the floor.
“ - Get out!”
Well, there was no other cat in this room to argue with, more furious and wrapped in a sheet.
It was a cat who looked at the girl as if he wanted to teach her.
There were also street cats in front of the Mark bakery. Among them was a cat who became thinner every time Paula saw him. She felt sorry for him, so she secretly tore off bread for him. The cat, wary at first, one day slowly approached her, ate the bread, and later rubbed its muzzle against her hand.
But this man was too big and mature to be treated like a cat.
Paula collected the pieces and dishes, placed them on a tray and looked at Vincent.
“I’ll bring something else.”
“I don’t need this. Get out.”
“-If there is anything you would like to eat, please tell me. I will ask the chef.”
“I won’t eat it until you disappear.”
“Then I’ll leave this in your room.”
“I don’t need this!”
Vincent growled. Paula looked him up and down without answering. His hair was a mess and his clothes were stretched out and looked dirty because of something on them. The sheet he was sitting on was slightly yellowed when she changed it.
“I need to change the sheets. The clothes too. I think it would be better to take a bath. I will prepare the water for the bath.”
" - Get out! Get out! "
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There was a loud scream.
It almost rang in her ears. Screams like that will give you a sore throat every day. However, the effect of the poison did not weaken. And most likely, it seemed that the poison only intensified day by day.
Paula suppressed her swirling emotions several times a day.
She lived a comfortable life here.
The girl couldn’t believe that she was already so tired.
She shook her head and took a breath.
Paula was accustomed to the disgusting behavior of the aristocracy. No, it wasn't just the aristocracy, and that's what most of the people who hired her were. She suffered all kinds of ridicule and insults for being poor and a woman. The demon cub's family was no different.
I've outlived them all. Don't ignore me because I'm poor!
“ - Я принесу новое. Пожалуйста, подождите”.
And Paula left the room without looking back.
As soon as the door closed, she heard something knock. She took a deep breath, thinking about the object that was supposed to be a pillow. She pressed her feet to the floor for no reason.