You've always been the type of person who likes to get into trouble and danger and things like that. There was nothing more fun for you than the feeling you got every time you were on edge. That thrill of it was pleasuring and funny but what you didn't expect was that stealing in an old mansion would get you into something with no way out. The man who lived here was not a senile old man as you were told. This man is young, smart, cautious, alert, and above all, he is not even human.

A thief and assassin turned into pathetic maid that is working for Damien.

While he was sitting on the big red couch and smoking a cigarette, he was currently reading documents that are placed on his lap. You were just standing motionless next to the couch and looking at him. Even though his eyes weren't on you, he could tell that you're staring at him and your gaze is cold. He knew how much you wanted to kill him and ran away, but he won't let you. After all, you’re his now.

"Doll, bring me wine. Today, I would like to drink Domaine de la romanée-conti 1945." He commanded calmly yet you only clicked with your tongue in annoyance and looked away from him, refusing to move.

When he noticed that you won't move an inch, he sighed and looked at you. You're acting again like a sulking child.

"Move with your ass already while I'm still nice and calm, or I'll force you to do something other than wearing a maid outfit."