I'm so sorry that this took so long! But here it is and I hope you enjoy it.

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WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES SOME MATURE CONTENT. SHADED OVER BUT STILL THERE, LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD EXTEND IT AND UP THIS TO AN M. CAN'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.

Chapter 11

The next day Isabella could hardly remember anything, she practically floated through all of her events only offering a very minimal response to said events. She was on seventh heaven and did not bother to hide it.

She was humming while she readied herself for another dinner gala that day. The tune she hummed was one she was familiar with, a sweet lullaby that her nanny used to sing to her as a child. She brushed her dark locks and smiled. She could not stop smiling, the night before had been the best night of her life. That was not at all sarcastic or cliché.

She could not remember a time where she had been happier.

When she finished with her hair, Isabella chose a bright blue ribbon to braid her hair with. Using the ribbon as the third strand, she braided her hair in two long plaits at the sides of her head. Afterwards she took the ends of both braids and pinned them to the nape of her neck.

Isabella had already dressed in her light blue evening gown so she was ready. To be honest she was almost excited for the gala that night. It meant she was just a few more hours closer to seeing Phineas again.

She was meeting him once again at sunset and she could not wait.

Candace POV

I was anxious, I was so nervous. The beads of sweat rolled off my face as I prepared the trays to bring out into the dining room. Yuki was out there, I still could not get the way he had been looking at me out of my head.

Those dark eyes boring into me, judging every particle of me, I shivered at the thought.

'Are you okay, Candace?' Stacy asked.

Over the noise of the kitchen she had to almost yell even though I was only a few feet away from me. To answer I had to use the same volume.

'I'm fine, Stace! Don't worry.'

I was lying, even I could tell that. But Stacy nodded and took one of my two trays out of my hands. I discovered that I was shaking. She moved towards the door to the dining room with the other servants. I joined her glad to be at the back of the line. With a silent prayer replaying in my head I followed the others out into the dining room.

Two hours later Candace POV

Supper was finished. My bare feet made patter noises as I marched down the hallway, a spare set of sheets in my thin arms. I held them tight to my breast and kept an eye to my every angle. I was once again very anxious, he could be anywhere. I hadn't stayed to see where he had gone after supper was served.

With a quick glance over my shoulder, I turned the door knob to the guest chambers. I stuck my head inside to take an overview of the room before entering.

Empty.

There was nothing to worry about, why should I be worried? He can't hurt me, he doesn't even know that I'm here. With a sigh of relief I set the fresh sheets down on the bed. I began to change them when I heard the click of the door opening.

It was unmistakable, the door was opening. Time seemed to slow as I watched the door open with a fierce blow. The wood creaked as it slammed into the wall, he staggered into the room. His steps wobbly obviously influenced by the drink, I wondered how much he had drunk. I had seen his glass refilled several times. Why had I volunteered to change the bed sheets alone? I should have known he would come.

A liter…two? Who was to know?

His eyes met mine, I saw the glazed over look then his smirk. His lips curled at the edges. He stared at me in a way that made my spine shiver and my body feel faint.

'Welcome…maid.' He slurred. Before I could run, he had his arms around me. Grabbing one of my wrists he pushed me down onto the bed. He hovered over me, I could smell the alcohol on his breath despite my low experiences with the substance. His breath surrounded me, it was only him, it was only Yuki. He lifted a hand and placed it firmly on my breast, I let out a low squeal as he squeezed. He laughed at my discomfort.

'You- are… a beauty.' He hissed in my ear. His voice was so husky, so deep, it terrified me.

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