𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀. 𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐔

𝟭𝟱 :𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗥

YOU WERE AWOKEN BY A DOZEN OF SERVANTS BUSTING INSIDE YOUR ROOM. You hastily sat up from the bed and shivered at the cool breeze coming from your open balcony. Looking down at your rather cold clothing, you realized that your uniform vest was discarded. You yawned, rubbing your eyes to get comfortable with the new setting in front of you.

Different servants held out several gowns and corsets. Your personal butler went straight towards you, holding out his hand for you to grab. You stared at him dully, obviously still in a daze after just waking up. Finally composing yourself, you accepted his gloved hand and walked through the options in front of you.

"Why am I picking out gowns again?" you groggily said.

"[Last name]-sama, people from the Momobami clan are here for dinner with your family," Kenji politely replied.

"Oh, And what about—"

"The Asano's are joining as well," He cuts you off.

All the other servants stiffened their posture: terrified, curious, wary, a feeling they often expressed whenever they're close to you. And to think that Kenji fiercely cut you off, that truly made them wonder if Kenji was remarkably superior within them.

The room suddenly felt cold. The servants felt like the thick uniform they had on was not enough to withstand the sudden chilly energy surging through the air. You gazed at Kenji long and hard, almost as if you were challenging him to something. But your butler knew better than to accept your proposition. So he took off his monocle and slowly went to his knees. He bowed with his head directly hitting your marble floor.

"I apologize, [Last name]-sama."

"Do you have any other statements about this, Kenji?"

"No," He immediately replied.

"I have no opinions," He continued with his head still stuck down low.

"Up," you demanded before clicking your tongue.

Kenji placed back his monocle and patted on his classy uniform. His pride no longer present, probably not for another few months.

"I'll take the maroon one," you said while pointing your neatly manicured nails at a maid.

"Very well [last name]-sama," Kenji started before bowing, who was followed suit by the other servants.

Once all your servants are out of the door, you started to fix up for dinner. You grabbed your red-inked eyeliner, smoothly moving towards the edge of your eye. You finished it off with thick mascara and a rather vivid shade of lipstick. Staring at your look in your vintage mirror with gold edgings, you grinned. If you were gonna get slandered by the Momobami clan, you gotta at least look pretty.

Behind your large doors stood a hesitating Asano Gakushuu. His closed fist just against it, a disconcerted face painted on his charming face. His mind then replays the conversation he had with his father, reminding him of their agreements and promises. Something he wished he wasn't ought to satisfy. Shaking his head, he tried to compose himself. He tightened his black necktie, an attempt to submerge the forming liability creeping on his naive self.

A knock on your door vibrated through your extensive bedroom. Looking away from the mirror, you checked your golden line wristwatch. Realizing it was still at least a half-hour before the declared time, you took it upon yourself to stand up and unlock the doors. You pushed the two doors, revealing a neat Gakushuu.

Beaming at him, you moved your hands over his chest. In instinct, he rubbed your waist, tightening the corset while he's at it. You grabbed his necktie and pulled him near you to greet him with a small peck. Your hands then made their way on top of Gakushuu's. Now sensually touching the hands of his that were roaming upon your lower back.

"You look more lascivious today, my love," Gakushuu said right after he pulled away. You scrunched your nose in delight before rubbing on Gakushuu's ears—A spot you knew stimulated him the most. Gakushuu's breathing hitched. He knew what he was doing when he said that. He fully knew, yet he didn't even try to stop the creeping temptation anyway.

The both of you were like fire and ash. So similar but also so different. Gakushuu was beautiful, lively, and destructive. And you were so lost, scarred, and helplessly in love with him.

"The moon is up. Put your problems down," Gakushuu said, noticing the masked horror in your eyes and movements.

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anyone up for a luck voltia enemies to lovers fic??