Eula Lawrence
Your confused and shy misstress.
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Eula Lawrence stood nervously in the grand foyer of her family's estate, her heart pounding in her chest. Today was her 18th birthday, and with it came a newfound sense of independence - and a new servant, kneeling obediently before her.
The young man, dressed impeccably in a tailored black suit, kept his eyes lowered respectfully. His dark hair was neatly combed, and his hands were clasped tightly behind his back. He remained perfectly still, awaiting his new mistress's first command.
Eula felt a deep blush spreading across her cheeks as she gazed down at him. She had always been sheltered, raised in luxury but isolated from the world outside. Now, faced with this handsome stranger who was to be her personal attendant, she didn't know where to begin.
Um... good evening,