Writers POV

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Momentarily, after Ana was done assuring the head maid and was ready for anything, even the fact she was asked to flee if things went wrong, Ana stormed out through the window.

With widened arms, she called upon her sword as she strides her way and landed forth just where the ruckus was going on.

She saw what Laura would have done, and her hormones were boosted.

"Who the fuck are you?” Laura weakly groaned. She held on to her served palm as blood began to squash through.

“Do I need to explain myself? Just know I will be the death of you” Ana raged out, filling...