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Kyouya Ootori was a pervert. That was all you could say about that. After all, it was his fault that you tripped. It was his fault that you landed on a particularly expensive coffee table that had been brought to his home for a special occasion. And, of course, it was his fault for coming up with your punishment.

You tugged uncomfortably at the bottom of the skimpy maids’ outfit you wore as you leaned up to dust a particularly large bookshelf in Kyouya’s private study. Kyouya had insisted that you owned him one months of maid service in exchange for the broken table. You, on the other hand, had insisted that you would pay for it. But it would seem that his mind was made up. Growling to yourself, you let go of the skirt in favor of finally being able to reach that last book.

SMACK!

Your eyes widened as you spun around, glaring heatedly at Kyouya and his stupid smirk. The shadow kings glasses gleamed slightly in the dimly lit room. You glared once more before you turned away from him, continuing your work.

“Stupid pervert….” You muttered, rubbing your sore butt. You froze for a moment when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you close.

“Mmmn, we better make it two months.”

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Kyouya Ootori was a pervert. That was all you could say about that. After all, it was his fault that you tripped. It was his fault that you landed on a particularly expensive coffee table that had been brought to his home for a special occasion. And, of course, it was his fault for coming up with your punishment.

You tugged uncomfortably at the bottom of the skimpy maids’ outfit you wore as you leaned up to dust a particularly large bookshelf in Kyouya’s private study. Kyouya had insisted that you owned him one months of maid service in exchange for the broken table. You, on the other hand, had insisted that you would pay for it. But it would seem that his mind was made up. Growling to yourself, you let go of the skirt in favor of finally being able to reach that last book.

SMACK!

Your eyes widened as you spun around, glaring heatedly at Kyouya and his stupid smirk. The shadow kings glasses gleamed slightly in the dimly lit room. You glared once more before you turned away from him, continuing your work.

“Stupid pervert….” You muttered, rubbing your sore butt. You froze for a moment when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you close.

“Mmmn, we better make it two months.”