"No, Karli, I don't understand... Don't you have physiological needs?" She couldn't straighten out her thinking. Because of what happened ten years ago, she became the apple of his eye, but... he wouldn't touch her no matter what. Whenever she stripped herself naked, he just looked sexless.

Was he impotent? She didn't think so...

"Alright, I should go, okay?" He gently patted her face, pushed her away, and turned around.

"Karli, I love you!" She looked at the charming figure, her eyes filled with obsession.

He paused slightly and then walked away without saying another word.

...

It was late when Karl returned home. Donna had been waiting for him.

It was not that she wanted it, but the other servants all went to bed. Someone needed to wait for their master to return. Without a doubt, she became the one.

She stood at the door. Her thin body started to sway, and she had to lean against the wall.

She was tired, hungry, and sleepy.

When Karl showed up in front of her, she was still dozing with her head low. From time to time, she would rub her itchy nose.

"Donna," Karl called out coldly.

Seemingly not hearing him, she yawned.

She could fall asleep while standing.

"Donna!" He called out again.

This time, it seemed she heard him. In her drowsiness, she lifted her head and blurted out, "Hamilton, is that you?"

She abruptly opened her eyes. Started by the man, she cowered, only to find a wall behind her. Leaning against the cold wall, she looked at him with wide eyes.

Hamilton?

His face turned cold and livid!

Huddling herself, she shivered in the cold. This man didn't need air conditioning in summer. He was a mobile air-conditioner himself.

"Mister, it's bedtime; I'll turn off the lights." She swallowed.

She sounded feeble and listless.

Annoyed by her decadence, Karl wanted to say something but held back and strode away.

After the man left, she went to turn off all the lights in the villa.

Then under the dim indicator light, she groped her way back to her room.

Ever since Karl kidnapped her, she had been living there. It was the same room where she lost her virginity.

Sitting on the bed, she felt disconsolate. At the thought of that incident, she pulled her hair irritably and couldn't help but cry.

In a short while, she wiped her tears, took off the dirty maid's outfit, and went to the bathroom for a shower.

After the shower, she put away the dirty clothes and sank on the bed to sleep.

Exhausted and sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Because she was starving.

She hadn't eaten anything all day. During the meals, no one cared if she was hungry.

Those servants isolated her.

Twisting and turning on the bed, she could no longer bear it but snuck out of the room and headed to the kitchen.

If she didn't eat something now, she would not have the strength to get up tomorrow.

After taking a shower in his bedroom, Karl planned to hit the sack.