For exactly fourteen seconds, there was only silence in the whole annex. The tumbling noise of the decoration filled the awkward void between two people tangled intimately on the kitchen table and a poor eyewitness.
It was a girl around Sarah's age, clad in house staff uniform, and staring at them with genuine shock that could be felt even when her face was half covered by her hands.
Well, it wasn't a surprising reaction. Sarah and Hajin looked like they were about to make love right on the kitchen island, after all; lips locking, hands on each other, and eyes filled with lust.
Yes, it was a normal reaction--if it was anywhere else.
In that house, however, everyone already knew the second young miss treated her bodyguard like a kept man; an upgraded plaything. They also knew the bodyguard would clean the house himself, so there was no need for the staff to do it unless the two of them spent the night somewhere else.
