Chapter 85 - 84. A Little Lamb
For exactly fourteen seconds, there was only silence in the whole annex. The tumbling noise of the decoration filled the awkward void between two people tangled intimately on the kitchen table and a poor eyewitness.
It was a girl around Sarah’s age, clad in house staff uniform, and staring at them with genuine shock that could be felt even when her face was half covered by her hands.
Well, it wasn’t a surprising reaction. Sarah and Hajin looked like they were about to make love right on the kitchen island, after all; lips locking, hands on each other, and eyes filled with lust.
Yes, it was a normal reaction--if it was anywhere else.
In that house, however, everyone already knew the second young miss treated her bodyguard like a kept man; an upgraded plaything. They also knew the bodyguard would clean the house himself, so there was no need for the staff to do it unless the two of them spent the night somewhere else.
Thus, no staff would come there except to relay messages. Even then, they would tacitly step away if they knew the young miss was in the middle of enjoying her charming bodyguard.
"I’m..."
The poor staff’s lips parted behind her clasping hands, and when they were lowered, Sarah and Hajim could see how pale the girl was. Her widened eyes were shaking as if she saw her world just end, and in the next second, she bolted.
"I’m sorry!"
Sarah took a sharp breath. "Stop her."
Thankfully, they hadn’t started to undress or anything, so Hajin could immediately move without worrying about his pants. In several long strides and the speed of a seasoned agent, he caught the girl before she could reach the living room.