Out Of Control

After what felt like a century, Kira put on a sweet smile. Like an obedient maid, she slow squatted down in front of Austyn. She opened the shoe cabinet, removed a pair of slippers, put them down beside Austyn’s feet, and said with the solicitude of a summa cum laude graduate from the Maid Training Academy, ‘Are these slippers to your satisfaction?’ Before Austyn replied, she reached out to untie his shoelaces. From his angle, he could see her long lashes hooding her eyes. Her face had gone white as a sheet. Her voice was sugary but hoarse. The way her shoulders were hunched and her head bowed gave him a strange feeling. He didn’t like seeing her like this. When she stood up to him just now, hands on hips and head held high, her eyes were shining like the brightest stars in the sky. She looked like the warrior princess Hua Mulan, exceptionally strong and breathtakingly beautiful. But now her hands were trembling with the effort of reining in her emotions. The rims of her eyes were red.