Suddenly, his heart started pounding in his chest.

This girl...


Again, he had never seen such innocent eyes in his life.

Slowly lowering his gaze, he allowed himself for the first time to look at her.

She has a pale, heart-shaped face, with a small nose.


Her lips were rosy, the same shade of blushing blush on her face.

Fanny doesn't wear makeup, but her eyelashes are long, curled, and the same dark brown color as her eyebrows and hair, all of which harmoniously frame her face.


Looking at her deeper, he followed her pale skin down her neck, watched the pounding pulse in her throat and as he looked deeper, he saw the slightest sign of separation that she concealed by wearing a dress that fit well but still left a lot to the imagination.

Michel was not used to this.

He is used to having girls around him who are aware of the properties they own and use them.

Girls who know how to play and aren't afraid to show off their bodies or crave sex and power.

What about Fanny? She is very pure about it all.

She reminded him of a fairy-tale princess, only he had never been touched.

Why? Why does this excite him so much?

Michel took another deep breath, once again reminding him that he was right.

She doesn't wear perfume.

However, she smells very good.

Something similar to new laundry or baby powder was his earlier speculation.

Michel saw her hesitate, evidently as affected by the touch as he was.

So, not even fully aware of what he was doing, he just let his lust take over, reaching up to move her silky, incredibly smooth hair, over her shoulder, bringing her face to his.

Fanny nervously gulped at the gesture, waiting for his next move.

His warm hand on her face made all her worries melt away.

She is surprised that his touch can do that but at the same time is afraid that he has such an influence on her.

He can make her shiver with fear one minute and make her feel warm the next.

From the inside out.

Instead of continuing with what she had to do, Fanny instead let her hand slowly move down from his shoulder to the center of his chest while not breaking eye contact.

She could feel his heartbeat under her fingertips, making her flutter like a bird's wing, the little waves of excitement inside her as he allowed her to touch him like that.

His chest feels solid, and heavy from taking a deep breath.

Did she do that? Influencing him in this way?

Or is it just his imagination?

Fanny was about to look down at her breasts when a sudden knock on the door knocked her out, sending the two of them almost jumping apart in shock.

She immediately took a few steps back, keeping her distance from him.

Just a second after Carlos poked his head in and found them there, Michel sat on the couch, topless and sweating while Fanny looked away with a red face.

"What." Michel immediately asked, trying to mask his displeasure as Fanny shrank and strode toward the door, quickly apologizing and leaving.

But Carlos is not stupid. He understood exactly what he had just seen.

---

"Don't you want Christian to check on you?" Fanny asked Audrey as she helped Audrey sit on one of the chairs in the infirmary.

Audrey smiled at her and shook her head.

"No. Since we finally have a nurse in the house, I thought I'd come to see you first."

"Of course. So what are your symptoms?"

Audrey sighed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing one of her beautiful crystal rings.

During her time with her family, Fanny became quite close to Audrey.

The lady was nothing but nice to her, including her in all their meal conversations and making her feel welcome whenever possible.

And it turns out, it was she who filled Fanny's wardrobe with all these beautiful clothes.

When Fanny asked Andy how Audrey knew her exact size, he just shrugged and said that Audrey was known to have an eye for fashion and always bought clothes for everyone in the house whenever she went shopping.

"I was getting really bad bouts of vertigo and I was constantly feeling nauseous." Audrey began, listing a few strange changes she'd noticed over the past two weeks.

Fanny nodded, listened to Audrey then quickly went to wash her hands and put on her gloves.

"Um. As far as I know, what we ate doesn't seem to matter. Let me check your health to rule out a few things..." She explained, taking her blood pressure and Temperature.

She spoke again in surprise when she noticed that everything seemed to be fine.

"Everything looks good. I think we should do a blood test, but one more thing..." She took off her gloves as she walked and threw them in a nearby trash can.

"Huh?" Audrey tilted her head, waiting for Fanny to continue.

"When was your last period?"

Audrey thought about that for a moment, her face showing a frown as she did the quick math in her head.

"Hmm, I'm a bit late... oh, do you think I might be pregnant?" Audrey suddenly flashed a bright smile, looking at Fanny eagerly.

Fanny smiled back, instantly feeling elated at the sight of Audrey's happy face.

This girl can brighten up a room with her sunny and bubbly demeanor.

"The symptoms all point to it. Shall we do a test?"

---

"Wow, so you're pregnant?" Carlos blurted out at the dining table while they were all sitting together to have dinner.

Audrey nodded, happily taking a grape from the plate to pop it in her mouth.

"That's right. And I'm only from a private doctor. The ultrasound is done." She confirmed, almost bouncing off her chair.

"Private doctor?" Andy frowned, looking confusedly at Vengo, who looked a little nervous as he munched on one of his steaks.

"Isn't that safe? I mean we have our doctor for a reason, sir."