BLACK RABBIT

The second novel she showed him was even more spectacular. It was a story about an ordinary female protagonist being pointed out as a witch.

But of course it was extremely ordinary up to this point. There are many stories depicting the absurdity of witch hunting.

The further they go, the more impoverished the story becomes. Didn't the female protagonist get deprived of sleep several times by the male protagonist who promised to become a man of God...? All of them were shocking scenes that made him dizzy.

Viviana instructed him to read all of these novels, even though it seemed like his soul was degenerating just by reading them. He doesn't just read them, but he reads them with a lot of soul. Victor, who barely finished his work that day, sobbed all night and fell asleep.

The next day, Victor seriously agonized over whether to tell the count. It seems that the lady's mental state is not intact. Viviana, however, gave him a bulging pocket as if she had even noticed this concern.

"I put in a little more than last time."

Just as it is now. Viviana's pocket contained a lot of silver coins. Victor's eyes, which had been out of soul a little while ago, then began to come to life again.

"Madam, why didn't you say that?"

"What."

"It was too much of an amount to refuse."

"So, try your best. We have to finish it before my

husband comes back."

"Yes, yes. I'll try to put more emotion into it."

"We'll go back to the scene where Count Johan takes off Daisy's clothes. This time, you will play both the male and female roles by yourself."

"Of course. Hmm! John approached Daisy secretly and immediately put his hand under her skirt. Subtly making fun of her smooth skin..."

Viviana quickly scanned the manuscript as Victor continued his reading. There was no better way to find an unnoticed typo or awkward sentence when writing on a typewriter than reading.

Everyone may have noticed at this point, but Mrs. Herbert has a secret. It was none other than the fact that she was a writer of 19+ love novels.

Her pen name is the so-called 'Black Rabbit'. What started out as a simple way to earn living expenses before getting married has continued secretly to this day.

Of course, she stopped writing for a while after she married William, but she soon resumed her writing activities. Watching her new passion for creativity welling up, it seemed like her destiny to be a writer was smooth-sailing as long as she was on good terms with her husband.

So, when her husband was away from home for a long time due to a business trip or other reasons, she could feel at ease.

Like now, she was able to practice reading aloud with Victor, and she was able to continue writing to her heart's content without having to worry about what other people thought.

At first, Victor, who was jumping up and down to ask what he would do if the noble count knew about this, was given a little bundle of money, and now he was more of a passionate assistant than anyone else.

Living as a married couple was extremely boring, and writing in this prison-like mansion was Viviana's only breathing space.

In the story she made up, there are all kinds of men who can replace a husband who is indifferent to his wife. A man who is sweet during the day but turns like a beast at night. A cute younger man but gets rough on the bed. A man who is the head of the underworld, day or night...

Viviana was even more passionate about her creative activities.

Having been diligently following the storyline, she put down her glasses, which she had been wearing suddenly.

"What's wrong, madam? You don't like it?"

"No. Keep reading, Victor."

But... she was lonely at times because she was also a person. For example, the warmth of a person, the heated eyes, etc., were deeply missed.

It's already been a week since her husband went on a business trip. As always, Viviana was alone in the large mansion.

***

"Oh, I'm tired of it."

Grace, who had been confined to her office all afternoon, stretched out her arms wide open.

William and Grace were each staying at the separate palace they had prepared for Prince Robert to write his autobiography.

It was definitely an outrageous luxury, but they felt frustrated because they were stuck here for more than a week already.

Grace, who repeatedly listened to the interview recorded on the recorder, took out a cigar and asked.

"About Prince Robert. Isn't he too much of a braggart? I especially don't know why he said he did it 17 times with his wife when they were newlyweds."

"Hey, William. Are you listening to me?"

William, who was organizing Prince Robert's interview, opened the window wide instead of answering. The smoke that filled the office quickly began to scatter through the window.

"It's amazing. You used to be a heavy smoker and you quit smoking."

"There is no need to include everything he says. It's our job to add or subtract appropriate content."

"Who said anything? You're a really boring guy."

Grace poked out her bright red tongue and smiled seductively. It was a fascinating laugh that captivated a man's heart at once, but William did not blink.

Maybe she likes that man, who she had been with under the name of a colleague for over a dozen years, but remains indifferent at every moment. Grace's face immediately became puffy.

"Anyway, your wife will be upset. You'll be away from home for 15 days. And that too with a beautiful woman like me."

"She is not a woman to be upset about. She actually likes it when I'm away from home."

"Why do you say that?"

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