Daniella darted down the corridor, casting a quick glance around before slipping into the male servants’ wing. It was lunch break. A few servants lingered in the hallway, chatting idly and throwing her flirtatious glances as she passed.
She kept walking, eyes scanning until she spotted a familiar face – one of Willy’s close companions. Slowing her pace, she approached him.
The servant greeted her with a grin and a gleam of something crude in his eyes.
“Hey, Dany. Looking good today.” As he spoke, his hand slid brazenly onto her waist.
Daniella shot him a cold glare and slapped his hand away. “Where’s Willy?”
He shrugged. “Willy? Haven’t seen him today. Might be in his room. But hey, stop chasing Willy around all the time. Come have some fun with me for a change.”
She hissed through
