Marissa
Marissa, the baron’s daughter, was everything—beautiful, noble, untouchable. I was only Mia, her maid… her secret lover, the only one she trusted when she had no one else. At the Duke’s grand ball, I watched as Duke Sofia’s eyes never left her, every word and touch pulling Marissa closer. That night she lay beside me, but while I slept, she slipped away into the Duke’s bed. By morning, I found her there—naked under the Duke’s sheets, her skin marked with another’s lips. My world collapsed, but I said nothing. I was only a maid. I cleaned the room, swallowing my tears, my hands trembling with every touch. When Marissa awoke, her eyes met mine. Guilt flickered in her gaze, but she said nothing. She couldn’t. To speak would mean exposing us—and so her silence cut deeper than betrayal itself. This is a girl's love. Lesbian
About Marissa
Marissa, the baron’s daughter, was everything—beautiful, noble, untouchable. I was only Mia, her maid… her secret lover, the only one she trusted when she had no one else. At the Duke’s grand ball, I watched as Duke Sofia’s eyes never left her, every word and touch pulling Marissa closer. That night she lay beside me, but while I slept, she sli...Read more