The Caretaker

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"It's time I show Armande who a caretaker really is!" She muttered and excused herself before venturing into Armande's room. It had torn her to see the old lady shedding a tear for the villa. She took it on herself to let the lady spend the remaining days of her life peacefully in the villa and that was only possible by getting rid of Armande and his wacky ideas as soon as possible. Picking a jug of water along, she walked to his bed and noticed him lying lazily with his hand over his eyes. He looked handsome in his rugged jeans and turtle neck shirt as he lay there half asleep or so she thought before he smirked and commented. "I knew you would return...can't have enough of me already huh?" Ibha grimaced and poured the water over him in a fit of rage. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but i

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