Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

Similar things had happened in the past so she wasn\'t surprised at how open her Master was about his desires.

Therefore, when she was asked to kneel before him and take care of him, she did not waste a single moment and got right to work.

She rolled her eyes from under the table when he pretended to work but his ragged breathing and his throbbing member revealed that he had forgotten all about his work since she had arrived.

Her plan was to go a step further than what they had been up to and she would have accomplished everything she had set her mind to if it wasn\'t for the Butler who had interrupted them.

Even in the past, they had been interrupted in the same way but the Master would often send the butler away or ask him to wait outside until they were done.

However, the outcome was different today which gave her a clearer understanding of what the Master\'s priorities were.

\'His heir holds greater importance in his heart than his wife.\' She sneered when she came to this realization.

She was sure of this fact as the previous times when the butler had mentioned that the Madam was asking for him, he had made his legal wife wait while he used her body and left only after he was satisfied.

The mention of the heir, however, made him stop even before he had climaxed which was an eye-opener to her.

\'Tsk!\' She clicked her tongue as things would be difficult for her if she offended this Young Master in any way.

Similar obstacles to what she had faced in the past were beginning to resurface in this household as well.

The Young Master was the only heir and seemed to have a special space in the Master\'s heart and she needed to be careful while this heir was at home in the coming two weeks.

\'At least this Madam is not an issue.\' She scoffed as the Master was least bothered about his wife and did as he pleased as long as she was being kept in the dark about his debaucherous ways.

Since she could not stay here for long, the maid rose from the comfortable chair and walked out of the office as she thought of another person who was hard to deal with.

\'Why do all the butlers seem to despise me?\' Paula, the maid, shook her head as the thought of the previous butler she worked under came to her mind.

Even that man had an equal if not greater hatred for her compared to what she had experienced just earlier.

Though she might not have been able to succeed under the watchful eyes of that butler, she had already made her move in this new household that she was working in.

Since this Master was the one who summoned her, the Butler could only avert his gaze and help them cover up their tracks so that the rest of the family remained clueless about their deeds.

As Paula strode towards her room which was right in this mansion and not in the servant\'s dormitory, the image of a certain face came to her mind.

No matter how many times she succeeded in sleeping with this master, her heart still belonged to that man who rejected her in the most outright manner.

She bit her lip, aggrieved that she had failed to give her pure body to that man whose hair was darker than the night sky and body as perfect as a well-designed sculpture.

Now her body was tainted but she continued to hold only him dear to her heart as his position there was unshakable.

\'If only he had loved me just as much as I love him…\' She clenched her fists when she thought of that woman who possessed his love and had blocked her path to his heart.

If everything had gone according to her plan then she would have been with him but the obstacles in the path of their love were too great for them to cross.

However, she had her future to consider so she could only give up on him and move to someone who was willing to take care of her like she deserved to be.

Paula still loved the Earl, the husband of her Mistress, and would have done anything to stay by his side but he had rejected her.

He held the Mistress in his arms while he denounced her, breaking her heart into a million pieces.

Her Mistress had not only caused this misfortune for her but had also approved what was being done to her.

If she had not escaped on that day from the punishment her Mistress had decided for her then there was no saying what would have happened to her once she returned to the Valente fief.

If the Valente family would\'ve heard about what she had done then her life would have been endangered.

Hence she had run away at the first chance she received and struggled like a lowly commoner for many months.

She could not stay in the Capital and neither could she return to the Valente fief which was her hometown.

Thus she had headed further south and thankfully, met another nobleman who was passing by on his way to his fief.

She had served the Countess of the St. Claire family for so many years and knew just who this nobleman was but he did not seem to recognize her.

A few accidental encounters when he stayed at the inn where she was working as a waitress and he was eager to take her home.

Thus Paula had transformed from the special maid of the Countess to a runaway servant who had fled punishment and finally turned into the common maid of another noble family.

Her goal was still the same and she had already accomplished a large portion of it.

This new master only needed to see her shadow and he would be mesmerized, calling her closer to him any part of the day.

Things were moving in the direction she was hoping for and soon, she would become someone he could not live without.

This was what she wanted, to become an essential existence in his life so that her survival in this household would be guaranteed.

Once that was accomplished then the leisure life that she hoped for would be right around the corner.

\'Until then… I continue to work like a pitiful maid here as well.\' She sighed as she entered the room which had been assigned to her according to the Master\'s orders.

This room was far from the rooms of his family members and made their nightly rendezvous easy and free from any disturbances.

Not to mention that his Office where he usually spent most of his time was just a few corridors away.

Thus even if he stayed with her late in the night, he could still use his Office as an excuse for where he had been.

Staring outside the window in her room, Paula smiled when she saw the sight of the Rosenhyde Royal Palace in the distance.

She had finally returned to the Capital after a long absence and someday soon might even be able to meet the people who had tossed her aside after everything she had done for them.

\'Would you be happy to see me again, Mistress?\' She wondered before rolling her eyes.

Raylene St. Claire was no longer her mistress and did not deserve such respect from her.

She had worked so hard for so many years but all she got was abandonment and punishment.

Thus she would never call that woman her Mistress and instead, treat her the way she deserved to be treated.

Since the Countess had caused much grief to her, it was only fair that she experienced a little pain as well.

\'And I know exactly how to hurt you~\' She snickered as working for that woman all her life had finally proven to be advantageous in this situation.