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Olivia Summers

Attention diverting from how he formally addressed her, Olivia's mind reeled with whimsical imagination and absurd scenarios. Master? This is what it must feel like to be a refined lady! However, it was fair to conclude that Olivia's demeanor was graceful and cultured with sophisticated manners. This whole 'ring' and 'ownership' thing seems like it'll demand a lot of responsibility. If it's going to be bothersome, I might as well get something out of this. Cautiously peering out from the enveloping blankets, Olivia flinched at the unanticipated, perilous dagger withdrawn in Sebastian's hands. Quickly dismissing the false, threatening danger, she slumped into the cozy embrace of her blankets and retreated beneath the desk, resuming her languid posture. She peeled away a snug layer of her cocoon from her face, studying Sebastian for an awkward span of time. Granted, he's nonhuman, but he's my servant, right? He could be my butler, waiting on my every need and desire! Olivia's eyes shone with delight. In a hasty attempt to avoid compromising her torpid composure, she buried the bottom half of her face into the sheets, concealing a small, devious grin.

"I'm fine, for now. Anyway, could you wake me up at noon? Oh, and with lunch! Bring lunch to my room! And cake!" It was becoming increasingly difficult to contain her excitement, due to her new perception of Sebastian which she brashly forced upon him. She frantically racked her mind for any occurring, selfish desires that sprouted unaccounted for. As for the moment, she couldn't find any. Although her room plead for tender, love, and care and a good, thorough cleaning, Olivia didn't want to irritate her "butler" too much. Her eyes resting upon Sebastian's bare, toned chest, she quickly turned away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "A-and put on a shirt or something." Without another word, Olivia tightly shut her eyes, hoping she'd fall asleep fast.