When they returned to the villa, Tyrell Blackwell was waiting for them in his office. As always after a late night’s hard work ends, Damien hopped off from the vehicle while stretching her arms in the air. Ash followed behind while dragging the unconscious man with her into the ground. When she dropped his body into the soil, Ash crouched and chuckled. “Whoops, sorry didn’t mean that. Whoops! Uh-oh didn’t mean that either!”Damien sighed at the girl. He really thought Ash was going to be one of those butlers that are always so strict and polite. But she was the polar opposite of what he had expected. Ash was brave, but foul-mouthed and also unbelievably honest to the point that her honesty can sometimes make you cry. There are times when she is so naughty like a preschool kid who had gone into a park for the first time, and there are times when she becomes a complete beast. And in those times, she becomes deadly. There are indications that could tell when she was. If the atmosph

Damien took the car as he planned to go to the clothing shop that day. When he rode the car, he took his phone and looked for Ash’s number before turning on the engine. He dialed her number and waited for the woman to answer the call, but she didn’t.“Huh. So she was serious about me not calling her?” Damien sighed and puts the phone in his pockets and placed his hand on the wheel. In front of him was the entire villa, and to this day, the magnificence of the premises he was residing in— did not really sink into him just yet.The fact that he could hold the stirring wheel of a car which he never managed to afford, was unbelievable. He could still remember the time when he suddenly became Tyrell Blackwell’s son. And now, from being a poor orphan child— who had to work because his orphanage was burnt down; he is now someone who can build orphanages of his own. Not wanting the silence to make him feel gloomier, he started the engine and then left the villa. When he arrived at the bou

When the car gets back home, Damien exited the vehicle while Ash turned the engine off. She then hopped off the car and was met by Damien scrutinizing her. She crossed her arms. She could already tell from the look on his face that he had something to tell. Ash lazily looked at him and faced her master with a bored face. “What is it, Master?” “Watermelon dress." he pointed, smiling like an idiot. "You did not wear your usual black today.” Ash became silent. Of course, she couldn’t. She didn’t want to bring any gloomy clothes when she was supposed to attend her little brother’s birthday party. Besides she didn't want to be passed off as a freak on the plane. “Is that a problem, Master? Shall I change?” “No,” Damien replied as fast as he could. “I think I have you too much to do, Miss Harlock. I will be asking more of you in the next weeks, especially during the ceremony.” “What’s with the formality?” she scratched her nape. “Sounds weird for you to call me a miss.” “You are not i

Ash could hear them in the garden from where she stood. She had been following the two but on the other side of the maze. When they mentioned Rose, Ash’s eyes turned into hurt and despair. She also remembered the time when Rose and Tyrell adopted her. She treated her like their child even if their real one was somewhere out there. Ash, being the responsible person that she is— made sure that Damien would not run into trouble.Ash had been eyeing Damien for years ever since she found out that Blackwell’s son truly did exist in some part of the world. At first, she was envious— plotting to kill the heir if ever he comes back. But when she saw Damien for the first time when she was spying at the orphanage in a disguise as a wealthy kid— her plots shattered.For some reason, she pitied him. Rose loved him so dearly and she could see the pain in Tyrell’s eyes when he looked at his son from afar. She promised Rose that she would look after Damien— protect him even if she was not there anymo

Ash wore the dress he gave her. He told her to see it more as a present. She stared at her reflection in the mirror while putting her special revolving on the small belt on her thigh. She then covered it with the fabric and looked at herself again, this time— at her own features.It had been so long since she last wore a dress as majestic as this. The more the stared at the regalia, the more her eyes were blinded by the jewels that sparkle on her eyes. There was a knock on the door of the dressing room. “Are you finished?” was Secretary’s Noel question. “Yeah.” Ash opened the door. “How does it look?”Secretary Noel stared at her with a surprised face while Damien only nodded as if he has already expected that she would look that beautiful in such a dress. “Perfect. Let’s go when you’re ready.”“Right.” Ash nods, a little bit nervous about how it would go for her to protect her master in flimsy attire. “Behind you, Master.” “Behind me?” Damien raised an eyebrow. “I have told you t