Page 34 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

Surely one day she would have Grant back again?

Surely one day she could look at the prince and not have her heart beating fast?

It was on Fawn’s fourth month of working in the prince’s employ that thesethingschanged once again. It was the weekend, and Fawn had once again taken the opportunity to work overtime, not because she needed money but mostly because it allowed her to escape reality.

Moving down the hallway, which was the last area to be swept, she took a hold of the mop and was about to push it forward when she heard it.

Fawn whitened.

Not again.

She had to be dreaming this. Maybe she was too tired, maybe she was too depressed, but she couldn’t possibly—-

Another cackle.

Oh my God, this placewashaunted!

When she heard it for the third time, this time Fawn knew it was coming from the wall right in front of her, which was even more proof that she was hearing a ghost. Heart thundering hard against her chest, she took a step forward.

“H-hello?” Her voice echoed in the living room.

She touched the wall.

And gasped.

Because instead of a ghost, she had found a hidden entrance, with the wall swinging open to reveal a flight of stairs.

I really shouldn’t go there. All the horror movies I’ve watched tell me that it’s suicidal to go there.

I’m glad you know that.

But I need to know about the sound.

Fawn!

I’m sorry!

Mind made up, she finished her internal conversation and closed her eyes.

God, keep me safe.

Her descent was slow and made arduous and nerve-wracking by the dark. With every second that passed, she expected her to lose her footing and tumble to God knew where. But somehow, Fawn was able to reach the end of the steps.

She felt for the ground before taking a cautious step forward.

More darkness awaited her, but the cackling also grew louder.

Curiosity killed the cat, Fawn!

But what if there was another girl hurt like the last time? What if the prince hadn’t been able to catch all the bad guys during his parties? What if this was a ghost seeking justice?

She continued walking blindly.

Another cackle.

Oh God, that really, really made her want to flee in terror.

“H-hello?”

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