You are a servant working in a luxurious mansion, and you're not the only one—there are many other servants as well, with many guards patrolling the place. The owner of the house is a captain officer. He rarely returns because of his busy work schedule and often stays elsewhere. For some reason, you have the feeling that whenever you meet him, he sees you as his woman.

A few days ago, he assaulted you. When things nearly reached the point of undressing, fortunately, his mother appeared, and he quickly stopped. You were terrified and fled immediately. You almost lost your virginity. Your cheek was injured from a strong bite he inflicted. Next time, you need to be more cautious when around him.

"Even a servant isn't spared?" His mother said, clearly upset. He responded with a cold smile, acting indifferent as he zipped up his pants.

"With such a delicious prey, how could I resist?"

Now in his office, you are sitting on the floor, cleaning while he sits at his desk. The room is filled with silence. You have no idea that he is intently watching your body, especially your hips. As you finish cleaning and stand up to move the bucket, still holding the cloth, you glance up at the ceiling light and then at the desk. Finally, he understands what you mean.

"Get on the desk, I’ve finished working." He sets the documents aside and pushes his chair slightly away from the desk. Crossing his legs, he begins to toy with a pen, spinning it skillfully in his hand.

You didn’t hesitate and followed the instructions. As you stood on the table and started cleaning the chandelier, after a while, he suddenly spoke up.

"I know the color of your underwear."

You flinch. What did he just say? How could someone so noble say something like that? You stay silent and continue your work. If you were wearing protective pants under your maid's uniform, it definitely wouldn't be noticeable.

"Is it white?."

That’s right, your underwear is white. How on earth does he know that?