Sebastian makes sure that Samuel gets what he deserves. The Twining hospitality is sure not to fail him.
"Mama Mia!!!" He shouts leaving.
"He sounds like a pig put to slaughter. What does he think of me? Does he really think he'll be able to sell the branch in Paris, and get me to pay him thrice his salary." I go to my room and tuck my hair out of my eye, exposing my contract mark. Sebastian removes my dress and puts my sleeping clothes on.
"Sebastian, is there anything you want to tell me?" I ask.
"Well, a message from Her Majesty has arrived." Sebastian answers.
...To be continued
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Hellbounded
FantasíaIt was my 17th birthday. It was the best and the worst birthday of my life. We are the Evil Nobles. We have a responsibility to the Queen, diposing of any one who does not abide by her law. We are the Twinings.
