As a mere maid, I was caught writing a romance novel starring the Grand Duke.
And by none other than the subject himself.
“The Grand Duke’s sturdy waist moved with astonishing speed…”
“I’ve committed an unforgivable sin!”
“Why did you write this kind of novel?”
“I-I just thought Your Grace’s b-b-body was too g-good…”
“…….”
While waiting for the blade to come down on my neck, surprisingly, a hand is extended instead.
And then, an unexpected proposal suddenly comes from the Grand Duke’s mouth…
“From now on, you have only one role.
To perfectly complete that scandalously indecent novel of yours.”
Rose had been in a slump lately. No, she had been in a slump for a very long time.
“So… you’re saying I can’t write properly because I lack experience?”
Rose’s face grew increasingly flushed.
“If it had been possible, I would have certainly tried as much as I wanted!”
“Wait… you need experience, and you happen to be interested in my body? Doesn’t something come to mind?”
“What are you saying, really!”
“Considering how you look at my forearms and chest before my face whenever you see me.”
Despite her shock, Rose’s gaze naturally drifted to the Grand Duke’s chest.
I shouldn’t look…
I shouldn’t…
Wait. Why shouldn’t I?
For research purposes, wouldn’t this kind of experience be necessary?
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