Chapter 4 Lily, The Maid!

As the sun began to set, the horse-drawn cart carrying the freshly harvested crops arrived at the grand Zadkiel estate. The sight of the immense castle before him left him speechless - it was so much larger than he had anticipated.

The path leading up to the castle was lined with beautiful gardens on either side, and a magnificent fountain adorned the front yard. The entire estate was constructed of marble and other luxurious materials, which only added to its grandeur.

The building itself spanned three stories, with a long and imposing structure that seemed to stretch on forever. The castle's gray-white color gave it an air of sophistication and elegance, making it all the more impressive.

A large banner bearing the Zadkiel sigil flapped in the gentle evening breeze. As he approached the castle, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension. This was to be his new home, but he couldn't help feeling like an outsider.

Back home, he had a family, but they had never treated him like one of their own. They had always made him feel like an unwelcome outsider, treating him like a beggar. Even his little sister, whom he adored, had treated him cruelly, leaving him feeling alone and unloved.

He had eventually dropped out of university and left home, starting anew at a call center for a large company. His family had never bothered to look for him, but he had managed to make a new life for himself.

"Aren't you coming inside, young master?" Luther asked the dazed-looking young master.

·ƈθm "Ah, yes."

'Look at him with his bulging muscles and handsomeness. Mother fucker really got it all figured out at this young age, eh?'

Damien knows Luther and his younger sister are in a secret relationship.

He doesn't like her at all. Even when reading the book, he hated her for how she treated Damien Von Zadkiel.

With a complicated look on his face, the young man nodded. He followed Luther into the castle, his stomach growling with hunger. He was eager to take a bath and find something to eat.

"Young master, I'm taking my leave. I've to report to your father about the crops." Luther bowed and took the steps on the right side of the hall.

As he climbed the stairs to his room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He had read about the Zadkiel family in books, but he still felt like he didn't belong there. His room was on the third floor, as stated in the books, and he hurriedly made his way up the stairs.

Growl!~

His stomach growled in emptiness.

'Bath first!'

He found his room rather quickly.

Huff~Puff~time he climbed all the stairs.

He was already out of breath by the time they were on top.

'Ah, this might the reason he never leaves his room and only leave when he wanted to quench his thirst for pleasure.'

When he was about to open his room with the key, he has his keys with him since he doesn't want his room to be checked by someone when he was not there. After all, one cannot fathom the things that can be found in his room. He heard a trembling voice from behind.

"Yo-young master... Lord has sum-summoned you to his office." She didn't dare look at him. She was bowing, clutching her maid skirt, lifting it a bit which showed her slender legs a little bit.

He was sure she was shaking very highly.

Fear! Predatorial Fear!

'What the fuck did he do to her! I mean I wouldn't let myself go beneath that level… whoa! Her bust looks delicious—No! no! No! Deprive of your thoughts, Damien. Be at peace.'

He quickly calmed his mind and the little dragon, who was about to stir in his pants.

The maid named, Lily, was shaking very much. She was trying to not let her fear and excitement out for him to see, fearing it might anger him. She could feel his hungry eyes over her.

He has done things to her. Things she can't speak to anyone, even to her husband. For everyone else, he is just a useless and arrogant boy but to her, he is useless and a pervert too.

"Very well. Lead the way." She heard his indifferent voice and slowly walked towards her lieges office.

He walked behind her. She was sure he was enjoying her buns.

She had a tinge of red on her cheeks.

She, in fact, was right. If it wasn't for her walking ahead, the short walk would've felt like a waste to him.

She, out of all the maids, had a tight-fit dress. It was due to young master Damien's Insistence.

'You should not hide that delicious ass, you should let the men feast on them. Let them look at you lusciously, while only I got to enjoy them!' he said to her in a whisper.

She was all his that night.

He made her feel like she was special and indeed beautiful.

His hungry gaze made her nether region quiver in excitement.

But that was all in bed, here, on the outside she was to look at him with fear and respect. So she obeyed him like always.

Her redness intensified.

She thought about the various things he had done for her. Things her husband doesn't even know about.

After the young master consumed her for the first time he made sure not to let anyone touch her, even her husband.

And she happily obliged. After all, he was her young master and she cannot disobey him.

"Young master, you've arrived." Lily turned and bowed, not letting him see her embarrassed face.

"Thank you, Lily." He dismissed her and knocked on the large door.

"Come in." He heard a sharp yet gentle tone from the inside.

He went inside to see his father sitting on the chair before the table, filled with documents and other manuscripts.

"Good evening, father."

'Did the original Damien ever do that!?'

?!!?

Duke Zadkiel had a surprised look on his face but that quickly changed to a serious look.

'Nop! Don't think so!'

"Ah, yes, good evening! Why were you in the Blackwoods? You didn't tell anyone nor anyone have seen you departing from here?"

Duke Zadkiels red eyes, just like Damiens, swept over his son.

'Alright, this guy is harmless, or so I think. Let's just play it nicely.'

"I just wanted to take a walk without being the young master. I wanted to experience the outside."

Duke Zedkiel's jaws were quivering, his nose flaring up. He had to physically hold himself from laughing out loud.

'Must not have gotten laid! Look at his face! He~ he~ he~ Shit! Shouldn't laugh at one's own blood's defeat!' He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"I see. But that's not the reason I've summoned you here. We've been invited to the coming-of-age celebration at the Glanchester duchy. You'll be there, right? It's only a week from now."

"Ah...no. I wouldn't be participating in the celebration!"