“Thank goddess, you are okay,” Olivia muttered as she hurried towards the poor-looking silhouette who walked awkwardly and reeked of s*x.
Amelia smiled awkwardly. As if their intense war of pleasure last night wasn’t enough, her maid turned bestie had to have heard all their today’s rendezvous’ right outside their door.
“How long have you been standing here?” She asked, abashed.
Olivia’s face instantly turned red at that question. ‘How does she explain that Dorothy had asked her to get Amelia ready as per the King’s order, along with the new maid, who had scrambled away a couple of seconds after they got outside the door, from hearing things words can’t describe, and she has been right here for almost an hour??’
Olivia blinked. “Not long, My Lady!” She answered with a forced smile. And
