Entangled lust with my bad werewolves

Chapter 8: The Campbell Manor

Yana looked up at the hospital building. It was a very famous private hospital. If by herself, she couldn't enter the door, let alone send her grandmother to this hospital.

For Yana, there was nothing to refuse. The most important issue at hand was grandma. If grandma was driven out of the hospital, she would only die. The second point was that this man can say her last name, so his words were somewhat credible. Maybe she can really find clues about her family at the Campbell manor.

"Of course, if you feel embarrassed, you can be responsible for some maid work in the manor, washing clothes, taking care of the garden, cleaning, etc. I will provide you with a salary at the market rate, so that you can save some money and pay it back to me slowly," Brandon proposed a new plan.

Yana parted her mouth slightly, and she shivered. She knew that some middle-class domestic servants have a high salary, and families such as Brandon's will be even higher... Because affluent families have high standards for domestic servants. Relying on herself, Yana may not enter a wealthy family as a maid in her lifetime.

But if she could trade her job for it, well, at least on her own... It would make her feel better. Thinking of this, Yana reached out and held Brandon's hand, "Thank you, sir. You can call me Yana." With this said, Yana, who had been clutching her heart all night, relaxed. Yana is a girl with ideas. Now that she has decided, she just needed to go forth step by step. At least God heard her prayer, for Brandon's help to grandma was real. If he was a bad man, he could threaten Yana to promise him anything first then send grandma to the hospital, but he didn't do so... Yana was more relieved as she thought about it, and even felt that her decision was sound.

"OK, Yana. Now let me take you to Campbell manor." As Brandon talked, the warmth of his fingertips was suddenly sent to Yana's hand. Yana lowered her head, and her ears turned pink... She was reminded of how she threw herself into Brandon's arms when crying just now. At that time, her bosoms pressed tightly against the man's hard chest that changed their shape... God, you're such a shameless b***h. This thought came to her mind instantly... and Yana can't help scolding herself inwardly. Because she's tasted the forbidden fruit of making love, so she's always thinking about the touch between men and women recently - but Mr. Brandon was really a gentleman. She shouldn't have any idea of tarnishing him.

"But I want to stay in the hospital to take care of grandma," Yana whispered.

"Grandma needs to stay in the intensive care unit for some time. You can't go in and take care of her now. There is no use for you to stay here." Brandon told Yana.

Yana raised her head, and Brandon's eyes were soft.

"Don't worry, I've arranged the best nurse to take care of her." Brandon said, "I've also left someone in the hospital. I'll update you as soon as possible. The most important thing for you now is to take care of your body. You can't go in to take care of your grandmother until she wakes up."

Brandon didn't lie. She once saw a similar plot on TV. When a patient is in the intensive care unit, his relatives can't go in.

"OK..." Yana hesitated for a moment, "but I want to go home and pack up."

"Well, there's everything in Campbell manor. I've bought you and your grandmother's house and hired someone to clean it every day. You can go back anytime you're free." Brandon shrugged.

"What... You bought it?" Yana was shocked. Is that how rich people are? Is it easier to buy a house than vegetables? Although it has been an old house in the slums for some years, it is also a single-family unit after all, which must be of high value. Yana remembered that the landlady was a very mean middle-aged woman who raised the rent every year. She must have asked for a high price... Yana bet that Mr. Brandon must have been cheated.

After Yana got on the car, she relaxed and soon fell asleep... Her body fell involuntarily into Brandon's arms. Brandon reached for a man's coat handed to him, and placed it on Yana.

"Drive." Brandon hugged Yana's shoulder and whispered.

"Sir, I haven't seen you treat anyone so well." The driver sitting in front looked in the rear-view mirror.

"Don't talk too much," Brandon said unemotionally, with fierce pressure. The driver immediately shut up and drove seriously.

"Yana, wake up. We're almost there." A deep and magnetic voice came from her ears. A pair of warm hands gently stroked Yana, making Yana feel like she was lying on a warm boat in her sleep. The boat rested atop the waves, each wave hitting and rocking the boat, but the more it shook, the more reassuring it was in her sleep.

"Yana, Yana..."

The deep voice echoed in her ears repeatedly, and the warm air sprayed in her ears, making her itch in her heart. Finally, she succumbed to the sound. She opened her eyes vaguely, and Brandon's deep and handsome face appeared in front of her eyes. She found that she had been leaning against Brandon's arms and quickly broke away from his arms. In her sweet voice, there was a trace of hoarseness that had just awakened: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep. Are we going to arrive?"

Brandon smiled, "Not yet. It's cold at night. It's easy to catch a cold when getting off at once, so I woke you up in advance." His slender white fingers gently stroked the baby hair on Yana's face. She could not help but stiffen her body as her heart beat uncontrollably.

God, is she still in a dream?

Yana's face was touched by Brandon's fingertips and she blushed. Initially, her body was very sensitive, and she had just experienced a man's invasion. Her newly exploited body was extremely pure. At this time, her whole body seemed on fire. His fingers seemed to touch her, so her body was so damn hot. When she raised her eyes, she came face to face with Brandon's open shirt and bare tan skin.

"Why are you so hot? Are you sick?" Brandon asked with concern.

She secretly pinched and scolded herself for being obscene. Damn it. She was ashamed of her behavior. Recently, her mind was full of dirty images. The thing here is that Brandon is an elegant gentleman, but what about herself? Fat and ugly. God, ashamed of her impure thoughts, she whispered, "Yes... yes, thank you for your concern. I'm okay."

Brandon leaned down and slowly put his face up, gently pressed his forehead against hers, then said, "it's OK. you couldn't be sick."

Yana blushed more and stepped back, feeling a little dazed. She thought Brandon was going to do something to her. She felt more guilty when she found out that he was just testing her temperature. Mr. Brandon is really a gentleman who doesn't dislike me and cares about me so much, she thought. But I thought a lot of dirty things about him...

Yana looked down at her clothes. Cheap T-shirt, like a washed rag on her body. But the man's coat covered her body with a slight whiff of men's perfume. The contrast was really terrible.

The hormonal atmosphere in the narrow space was interrupted by the driver's words, "Here we are, sir."

"I see." Yana saw Brandon's Adam's apple move.

Yana was too flustered to look at him. She repressed her confused thoughts and stammered, "well... Here we are."

Brandon opened the door, put his hand on the car roof, and waited for Yana to get off. Yana left the coat on the seat and carefully got out of the car.

Brandon picked up his coat and put it on Yana's back. He held Yana's shoulder and said, "It's cold outside. Put on the clothes first."

Yana slightly turned her head and looked up. She blushed when she just saw Brandon's chin. She quickly pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you."

She looked ahead. In the middle of the courtyard, there was a sculpture fountain. Crystal droplets splashed on the surrounding roses, shining a charming halo under the moonlight. There was a Gothic castle, with its towering spire pointing directly at the sky; its colored glass is gorgeous and dazzling under the lights. The black gravel path winded all the way to a massive iron gate... Yana had to take a deep breath to control her emotions, thinking to herself, this should not be an ordinary rich family.

She looked at Brandon beside her. She couldn't see his real purpose from his handsome face. She knew that the castle in front of her was only the main building of the manor. She didn't know how big the whole Campbell manor was... Because it was night and there was no other place to see. What does such a Campbell manor want from her?

"Dear Miss Miller, welcome to Campbell estate." Brandon looked at her with a smile. The gentleman bent down slightly and made an invitation gesture.

Yana nodded slightly, took a deep breath and thought: for grandma. Now that you're here, stay at ease. Anyway, he won't eat me.

Thinking of this, Yana strode to the castle.

The black gravel path winded up to the magnificent castle. Yana followed Brandon through a dimly lit corridor. The iron door was opened by the servant at the right time. They go in all the way. Through the long corridor and gorgeous lobby, there are many expensive paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, and there are many decorations in the lobby, Some servants stood on both sides of the corridor every ten steps and bowed their heads to Brandon and Yana. They were all dressed in uniform and the fabric looked very good.

Out of the front hall, out of a small garden, it can be seen the brightly lit main hall. Two young people and a steward were standing at the door of the main hall to meet. One of the young people was yawning impatiently and complaining, "Norbert, do you know what's the matter? Is the boss sick and called us up in the middle of the night to wait at the door?"

"Lord Vick, Mr. Brandon has arrived." The steward saw Brandon and immediately came forward, "Lord Brandon, We appreciate all you've done"

Brandon nodded and half turned to reveal Yana behind him.

Yana looked forward and couldn't help but stare big eyes, with a variety of expressions of shock, embarrassment and blushing on her face. Among the two young people, one was leaning on a pillar with indifference, whose face Yana would never forget----it was Austin, a man who had a one-night stand with her.