The Prisoner of the Enemy's Heart
Chapter 14 Is Sweet

"Oil the ointment, smear my hand!" An ointment he gave to Prilya who was still lying on her bed. The girl grabbed him and prepared to get up. But quickly the ointment was recaptured by Samuel Richard.

"I'll smear your feet!" said the man as he opened his suit. He rolled up his sleeve and immediately sat down at the foot of Prilya. While the girl was just stupefied by what happened. It's like he's dreaming. He hops up to him.

"Hey, shut up, you idiot! You think I'm very considerate of you huh?! Don't get big heads. I just wanted to make up for your loss for hitting you."

"Yes, sir." That's all that Prilya can say. After that he just kept quiet while feeling the cold ointment that the man put on his feet.

"You're already ugly sloppy anyway. Next time avoid it if I'm in this house." Samuel Richard looked at the foot he had smeared with a satisfied look.

For the first time he paid such little attention to a servant. Usually he only gives attention and material to all beautiful women. Because they want more than them is satisfaction in bed.

"Well, it's done. From now on you sleep here." The man stood up from his seat and prepared to come out of the room.

"What-What Sir?" Prilya felt that her hearing was not okay.

"Don't big head. That's because your foot still hurts and it's impossible to go to the back room, right?" Samuel Richard looked at the girl who had suddenly caught his attention with a sharp look.

"Ah yes Sir.Thank you very much." Although still very confused as to what happened. Prilya still try to relax and do not want to baper.

"What about your hands, do I need to give you the ointment too Sir?" Prilya soon woke up from her position intending to treat the man's wounds. He wanted to repay the mercon-mouthed man's kindness by doing the same.

Samuel Richard looked at his hands that were still flushed despite the pain. He sat on the bed and put his hand in front of the girl.

Prilya smiled thinly. A dimple to the right of the girl's face did not go unnoticed by Samuel Richard. And somehow the man's heart was so happy to see it. Beautiful, she said.

"Can I hold his hand, sir?" ask Prilya in a soft voice asking for permission. Samuel Richard was shocked. He was too fascinated by the ugly but sweet girl in front of him. And he cursed himself for being late to realize that this girl turned out to be attractive as well.

"Master?" Once again Prilya called because the man in front of her just fell silent.

"Yes, what's wrong?!"

"Can I touch your hand and hold it like this?" Prilya timidly grabbed the man's hand and carried him on the pillow he had taken to cover his thigh. The maid outfit she was wearing was only five centimeters above her knees.

"Of course it's stupid! Can you treat it without touching it?!" The man's face immediately turned irritated. His pleasure was suddenly interrupted by such a non-grade question.

"Ah yes Sir, forgive me." Prilya immediately opened the lid of the ointment and immediately grabbed the man's left hand and smeared the surface of his skin thinly. After that he blew his mouth like he used to do all this time if he was injured.

Samuel Richard smiled faintly. I don't know why his chest is pounding. He loved being treated like this by that girl. He looked at the sweet and simple girl with an indecipherable look.

"It's over, sir. Forgive me, for being careless and for making you hurt." Prilya put the man's hand on the pillow on his lap and then closed the lid of the ointment.

Prilya just smiled grimacingly and looked at the wide back of the man who was getting further and finally disappeared behind the door. He turned his attention around the room he was in now. The rooms are luxurious and contain things that smell like Samuel Richard. There are many pictures of the man in there in various poses.

Don't get your head big!

You are just a servant and the son of a thief!

Prilya seemed to hear the scathing words from the man for her. He is self-conscious. He was no one in the big house. And now, he wanted to return to his room alone with the other rows of servant rooms.

Meanwhile, in a room inside the house. Black looked at Devi with his flat face. He waited for an answer from the girl he ordered to take care of Prilya, the Madam in the house.

"Geez Mr. Black, you don't have to look at me like that." Devi pretended to shudder in horror in front of the flat-faced man in the black-black suit.

"We can sit back and chat in a relaxed manner, right?" Devi smiled sweetly to grab the man's attention. However, it seems that his efforts were in vain. The flat and cold man was still standing in his place with a sharp look at him.

"So you don't want to sit down, okay. I'm sitting down." Devi then sat her body on the sofa leisurely.

"Don't say much Dev! Just tell me what you've done to the young mistress until she's there with that hot drink!" Finally Black's voice came out as well after being quite upset by the girl's chatty behavior before him.

"Hum, alright Mr. Black. Listen to this carefully. It was Mrs Prilya who insisted on returning my kindness to her by making the drink for me Mr. Black. Uh, not just for me actually. For both of us, take note of that. She wanted to learn how to drink tea like the culture of the English nobility, the family of her husband. It's clear up here, Mr Black?" Devi explained with a serious face. He really did not want to be blamed entirely by Samuel Richard's assistant trust.

"You can ask the other waiter to make it Dev!" Black still blames the beautiful girl when he has answered the truth.

"What ever! You are never satisfied with my honorable work, Mr. Black. Now I'm out of here. And listen carefully. I quit!" Devi stood up and took her bag on the table in front of her.

The girl immediately stepped her feet out of the room with an annoyed face. He passed through Black's body that had been standing by the door.

"Stop Dev!" Devi pretended not to hear the man's word to her. He just kept his feet out.

"I said stop you Devi Aldiva!"

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