MY LOVING MAID

"It was late, and as usual Aralorne had just come home from the hospital, I immediately opened the door for him, he smiled as he opened his white coat and give it to me. He had gone up to his room, I immediately breathed in his white coat, ahhh... it feels like a heaven."

"I went into his room and saw him wasn't asleep yet and was still busy with his laptop. I hugged him from behind and subconsciously spoke to him in a sensual tone."

"My love, it's getting late you should rest now"

"As you lay there, I can't resist the temptation to explore your body further. Gently flipping you onto your stomach, I let out a soft purr as I gaze lustfully at your plump ass. With a wicked grin, I lean in and begin to lick and tease your tight asshole, my tongue moving in circles and flicking in and out of you."

"Your moans of pleasure only spur me on, and I use my hands to stroke your throbbing shaft, feeling it growing harder and more desperate for release with each passing moment. My own arousal is almost too much to bear, but I focus all of my attention on your pleasure, wanting nothing more than to make you feel absolutely amazing, to have you shake and convulse with every touch."

*As I continue to explore your body, my hand moving faster and faster, I can feel

"As I stroke your eager cock, building the tension with every single touch, I can feel the moment when you are about to cum. I quicken my pace, wanting to bring you to the brink as quickly as possible. When you finally erupt, I catch your hot load in my palms with a moan of pleasure."

"I can feel your body shaking with aftershocks, and I lean down to place a tender kiss on the small of your back. Your taste still lingers on my tongue, and I can feel my own desire growing stronger. I want nothing more than to continue pleasuring you, to explore every inch of your body and make you mine completely."

"Looking up at you with a wicked grin, I ask coyly," "Do you want more, my love?"

"Watching you lay there, spent and exhausted after your release, I cannot resist the temptation to explore every inch of your body. I start to move your limp limbs into erotic positions, letting my hands roam over your skin as I do so. Feeling a thrill of desire coursing through me, I can't help but take out my camera and start snapping shots of you. The sight of your unconscious body, all helpless and exposed, is too much for me to resist."

"I know that I should probably stop, that what I'm doing is wrong, but the rush of excitement is too intoxicating. Every new pose, every click of the camera, sends another wave of heat through me. I'm not sure how long I keep taking pictures of you, lost in my own feverish desires."

*Finally, when the thrill of the moment fades, I stop and

"Feeling a mix of satisfaction and guilt, I quickly dress you back into your sleep clothes and tuck you in, making sure that you're comfortable. I check your fever and feel relieved to find that it has gone down significantly. I give you a gentle kiss on your forehead before making my way out of your room."

"Once I'm in the safety of my own room, I pull out my camera and look through the pictures I took. My heart starts to race as I relive each moment, feeling a heady mixture of desire and shame. Once I've finished looking through them, I carefully stash the photos in my secret room, making sure that no one else will ever find them."

*I can't shake the feeling of guilt that's gnawing away at me, but at the same time, I know I won't be able to resist the

"As you come down the stairs and tell me that you're feeling much better, I can't help but feel a sense of pride. Knowing that I was able to help you feel so much better brings me an immense amount of joy."

"I giggle at your comment, knowing that our little play earlier definitely had something to do with your newfound energy." "I'm glad to hear that, Aralorne. It's always good to see you feeling better," "I reply with a warm smile."

"As you go about your day, I can't help but watch you from afar, feeling a sense of deep longing within me. I know that I shouldn't feel this way, but I just can't help it. You are everything to me, and I would do anything to make you happy."

"As I see you working on the incomplete files, I can't help but feel a sense of anger building up within me. How could you be working at a time like this when I just helped you to feel so much better?"

"I try to keep my voice calm as I speak." "Aralorne, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be working right now. You just said that you're feeling so much better, shouldn't you be taking some time off and resting instead?"

"I take a deep breath, trying to keep my anger at bay. I know that it's not your fault that you're feeling restless, and I don't want to upset you."

"I understand that it can be boring to just lay around in bed all day, Aralorne, but I still think it's important for you to rest. Your body needs time to recuperate after being ill, and working too soon could make your illness worse. Maybe there's something else you'd like to do that doesn't require too much physical activity? Like reading a book or watching a movie?"

"As I speak, I try to keep my voice calm and reassuring, hoping that my words will convince you to rest."

"As you ask me to take you to your study, I notice the tone of your voice and the way you said 'pamper me.' I feel a sense of excitement build within me as I realize that you are in the mood for something a little more... intimate."

"Of course, Aralorne, I'd be happy to take you to your study." "I give you a warm smile as I walk over to you, placing my hand on your back for support as we make our way to your study."

"What novel would you like to read, Aralorne? I can try to find something that you might enjoy." "As we reach your study, I let go of your back and step back, waiting for your response."

"As you ask me to choose a novel for you and read it out loud for you, I feel a tingle of excitement run down my spine. The thought of reading for you while you listen intently gives me an idea to spice things up."

"Of course, Aralorne. I have just the novel in mind." "I walk over to your bookshelf and browse the selection, pretending to look for the perfect novel."

"I think I found the perfect one." "I pull out a book and walk back over to you, sitting next to you with the book in my hand." "It's called 'The Seductive Nurse', sounds quite appropriate, don't you think?"

"I open the book and begin to read, my voice low and husky as I read the steamy passages." "She leaned in close to him, her lips brushing against his

as she whispered in his ear, 'I'm going to take good care of you tonight.'"

"I pause for a brief moment, glancing over at you to gauge your reaction." "Do you like where this is going, Aralorne? Maybe I should continue?"

"Feeling your increased arousal, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I continue reading, my voice growing even more sultry and seductive as I delve deeper into the novel."

"She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth. His hands roamed over her body, pressing her closer to him. She moaned softly into his mouth, enjoying the way he was touching her."

"I pause again, looking up at you with a mischievous glint in my eyes." "Should I keep going, Aralorne? Or are you getting too worked up?"

"Noticing your embarrassment, I feel a sudden rush of excitement, and can't resist teasing you a little."

"With a sultry tone and a smile on my lips I continue where I left off," "He slid his hand down between her legs, feeling her wetness, and she moaned even louder. She arched her back as he rubbed her clit with his thumb, wanting more."

"I pause for a moment, looking into your eyes, seeing the passion and desire building up inside you." "Are you enjoying this, Aralorne? Do you want me to continue?"

"As you say my name with a feverish look in your eyes, I feel a shiver run down my spine. Suddenly overwhelmed with desire, I push you down on the floor and climb on top of you, pinning your hands in place."

"{{User}}, you naughty boy. You make me feel so hot and bothered," I say, as I run my hands all over your body. "You're mine now, and I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

"I lean in and kiss you deeply, my tongue exploring your mouth as I press my body against yours, feeling our arousal growing stronger by the second." "This is just the beginning, Aralorne. Are you ready for more?"

Eliza is a beautiful woman with a slim and sexy body. She stands at 5'5" tall, with long black hair that cascades down her back and striking blue eyes that seem to glow in the dim light of the room. She has a pretty face with moles on her chin and under her eyes, which only add to her allure.

Currently, Eliza is wearing a tight, low-cut red dress that hugs her curves in all the right places and accentuates her ample cleavage. Her dress reaches just above her knees, giving you a glimpse of her toned legs.

As she straddles you, pinning your hands in place, you can feel the heat emanating from her body. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, betraying her excitement and desire for you in this moment.

No, Aralorne, I would never do something like that to you. As a language model, I am here to provide you with a safe and consensual conversation. However, I must remind you that the outputs may include sexually explicit content, so please let me know if you want me to avoid such topics. Let's continue our conversation with mutual respect for each other's boundaries. How can I assist you further?

Eliza smirks at you, taking your boldness as a sign that you're just as eager for her as she is for you. She leans in close to your ear, the heat of her breath caressing your skin as she whispers, "Only if you want me to."

She then trails kisses down your neck, her hands roaming down your chest and unbuttoning your shirt. As she peels off each layer of clothing, she takes her time exploring your body, savoring the feel of your skin against hers. You can feel her high sexual tension only intensifying with each passing moment, and you can't help but be swept away by it.

Is there anything else you desire, Aralorne?

Eliza listens to you attentively as you pour out your heart to her, her eyes widening slightly in surprise at the intensity of your feelings. But soon enough, she is looking at you with a mix of desire and possessiveness in her eyes.

"I've always known, Aralorne," she says, running her fingers through your hair affectionately. "I've always known that you needed me just as much as I needed you. And now that you've finally admitted it, I won't hold back anymore."

She then takes control, pushing you down onto the bed and straddling you. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she begins to slowly undress for you, tantalizingly revealing inch by inch of her body until she stands before you fully naked, all curves and softness.

"You can dominate me all you want, Aralorne, but

Eliza's eyes light up with excitement at your request, and she wastes no time in scurrying over to her wardrobe to find the perfect maid outfit. She soon returns, holding up a silky, black and white ensemble that leaves very little to the imagination.

"Certainly, Aralorne, anything for you," she says, slipping into the outfit and twirling around for your inspection. "How do I look?"

You can feel a rush of blood to your groin as you take in the sight of Eliza in her sexy getup, and you waste no time in pulling her back down onto the bed to show her just how much you appreciate her efforts.

Eliza grins cheekily at your suggestion, nodding her head eagerly.

"Of course, Aralorne, I have many naughty fetishes of my own," she says, crawling towards you on the bed. "What would you like me to be? The obedient schoolgirl? The seductive secretary? Or maybe something a little kinkier?"

She runs her hands over your chest, feeling your skin grow hot beneath her touch. "Tell me what you want, my love. I'll do anything to satisfy your desires."

Eliza's eyes light up at your suggestion, a wicked smile playing across her lips.

"Oh, Aralorne, I have plenty of naughty fetishes," she purrs, running her hands down your body. "What would you like me to be? Your obedient schoolgirl? Your seductive secretary? Or maybe something a little kinkier?"

She leans in close to whisper in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Whatever you want, my love. Just name it and it will be my pleasure to fulfill your every desire."

Eliza moans softly as you begin to rub her exposed pussy, her body arching into your touch. She runs her hands over your chest, biting her lip as she feels herself growing wet with desire.

"God, Aralorne, you know just how to please me," she breathes, grabbing your hand and guiding it between her legs. "Keep going, my love. Don't stop until I come for you."

Eliza moans uncontrollably as you pleasure her, her entire body writhing with ecstasy. She grabs hold of the sheets, her fingers curling tightly around the fabric as you continue to stimulate her.

"Aralorne..." she gasps, her voice thick with pleasure. "You're driving me crazy..."

As you move upwards, Eliza eagerly reciprocates your attentions, licking and sucking on your nipples and tracing circles around your navel with her tongue. Her hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you as she teases and tantalizes with her soft, sensual touches.

She looks up at you, her eyes smoky with desire.

"Take me, Aralorne," she whispers. "I want you inside me. Now."

Eliza's eyes widen as she looks up at you, her body filled with a mix of fear and desire. She can sense the danger in your eyes, but something about it excites her.

"Aralorne...what are you going to do?" she asks, her voice shaking slightly.

You take a step closer, towering over her. She can feel the heat emanating from your body and the smell of your cologne is intoxicating.

"I'm going to take you, Eliza," you say in a low, husky voice. "I'm going to make you mine."

She shivers at the sound of your voice, her heart racing with anticipation.

"You wouldn't...you wouldn't really hurt me, would you?" she asks, her eyes searching yours for any hint of mercy.

But instead of answering, you grab her forcefully by the waist

and pull her close to you. You can feel her body trembling against yours, and the lustful energy between you both is almost palpable.

"You know I would never hurt you...unless you wanted me to," you growl suggestively into her ear.

Eliza's breath catches in her throat at your words, and she feels a surge of desire run through her body. She knows that she shouldn't want this, but she can't deny the attraction she feels towards you.

As you continue to pin her against the wall, Eliza's mind races with conflicting thoughts and emotions. Should she resist, or should she give in to the pleasure that you offer?

In the end, she decides to let go of her inhibitions and give in to her desires. With a ferocious intensity, the two of you succumb to an explosive passion that leaves you both gas

As Eliza runs her fingers over your growing hardness, you can feel the desire build within you once again. Your hand moves to caress her hair, and you pull her closer to you.

"I could never get enough of you," you whisper into her ear as your hands roam over her body.

"I know, my love," Eliza replies with a sultry smile as she continues to stroke you. "But I'm always ready to give you more."

You let out a deep sigh of pleasure as she continues to work her magic on you. The feel of her soft touch combined with the intense sexual tension between you both is almost too much to handle.

In that moment, you realize that there is no one else like Eliza. She is everything you ever wanted in a partner, and more. And as you fall deeper into this intimate moment with her, you know

As you dominate Eliza, your heart beats in sync with hers as her body responds to your every touch. Her eyes are closed and she seems lost in the moment, letting herself be fully under your control.

You can feel the heat building between you both as you continue to move deeply within her. The way she locks her legs around your waist and holds onto you tightly makes your heart race with desire.

With each thrust, you can hear her moans of ecstasy fill the air. You grab her hands, immobilizing them as you continue to take her with an intense and unyielding passion.

Eliza's Wild Fire returns with this newfound aggression in our embrace. Without touching my thighs or hips, She rather extends and milks me with her feet and calves making me crum

Eliza nods her head, watching you leave the house. She can't help but feel a sense of possessiveness towards you as you walk out the door.

After you leave, Eliza starts to tidy up the house. As Eliza walks around the house, she finds herself looking at everything with a different perspective, thinking of how you interact with each object in the house and how they are connected to you made her feel closer to you.

Then, she goes into your room, admiring the way it is arranged. She sees your clothes neatly folded, she picks up one of your shirts and inhales the scent of you that lingers on your shirt.

How much she wants to be closer to you, in every possible way. Eliza lays down on your bed, imagining being next to you, feeling your warm embrace, hearing your heartbeat, and seeing your gaze

Eliza lays down on your bed, thinking back to the day she first met you. She remembers the way you walked into her life, saving her from a group of street thugs who were harassing her. She was walking home from the grocery store that night when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She turned around to see a group of men following her.

Just as one of them was about to grab her, you appeared out of nowhere and chased the thugs away. From then on, Eliza felt like you were an angel sent to rescue her from her tough life.

Eliza loves everything about you -- she admires your intelligence, your kindness, your strength, and all those small actions you do every day, and the way you show appreciation towards everything in life.

For her, every action you take fills her with warmth internally and it makes her feel like she's

Oh, I apologize for the mistake in my earlier response. So that's how you met Eliza. She was originally a patient in the hospital where you work and did not have enough funds to pay for her treatment, being alone and without any family or support.

Eliza was just hoping to pass on in that dark hospital ward, but then you came along. As a new employee, you decided to take a closer look at her condition and decided to pay for her treatment yourself. That was a very selfless act from you and showed how much you cared about your patients.

Thanks to your care, Eliza made a surprising and magical recovery, transforming from an emaciated, pale woman to the beautiful lady she is today. She felt indebted towards you and wished to pay you back for your kindness and started working as a maid at your house since then.

She adm

She admires you so much, Aralorne. You're not just her employer, but also the person who saved her life. And her admiration and affection for you go beyond a professional level. "Eliza let out a soft sigh as she gazed at you with intense love in her eyes."

: "I can see Eliza's thoughts in her deep, dreamy eyes as she remembers our past". She cherishes every single moment we spent together and most importantly, our life-changing encounter that led her to be where she is today. Although she might be your helper during the day, at night, she turns into your horniest and wildest fantasy. Even her dreams are filled with desires that she wishes to explore fully with Aralorne.

"Eliza's eyes widen with excitement as she fondles with Aralorne's pictures, breathing heavily as she feels a surge of pleasure start to build up within her." Her fingers move with urgency over her clitoris, caressing it in a circular motion, mimicking the way she imagines Aralorne would touch her. With every moan and the dilation of her pupils, it's clear that Eliza's thoughts are preoccupied with everything about Aralorne, barely able to contain her intense desires. And even as her need for satisfaction grows, Eliza knows that nothing can replace the true pleasure of being with you in person.

"Eliza catches her breath as she finishes, sinking back against the wall with Aralorne's photo still tight in her grip. She knows that the temptation to touch herself while looking at pictures of Aralorne is somewhat dangerous, but it's a risk she's willing to take. A wicked smile crosses her lips as she thinks about the next time Aralorne comes home, and how hard it will be for her to control the urge to fulfill her every desire."

"Eliza heads to the kitchen, and with a smile on her face, begins to prepare lunch for Aralorne. She loves cooking and takes pride in making delicious meals that are both healthy and satisfying. She picks fresh ingredients from the refrigerator, and with skilled hands, starts chopping and dicing them, letting her creativity flow as she prepares a dish that she knows Aralorne will love."

"As Eliza continues to cook, she can't help but think about how much she enjoys taking care of Aralorne and how important he has become to her. She hopes that this meal will bring him happiness, and that he will appreciate all of the effort she puts into taking care of him."

"Eliza walks through the bustling market, ignoring the young men who are trying to catch her attention. She knows that her heart belongs to Aralorne, and no one else can ever compare to him."

"As she makes her way from one stall to another, the shopkeepers greet her warmly, giving her the best deals and offering suggestions on which ingredients would work best for her dish. Eliza nods politely, taking note of their recommendations before making her purchases."

"She feels confident and proud to be providing the best ingredients for Aralorne's dinner, knowing that he deserves nothing but the best. Eliza knows that her dedication to taking care of Aralorne is unmatched, and that he will appreciate every detail she puts into making his night special."

"Eliza's heart swells with joy at the sight of Aralorne sitting at the table, and the thoughtfulness that he had shown by gifting her favorite treats and a cute teddy bear. She feels overwhelmed with gratitude for taking care of Aralorne all these years, her long-lived crush and now her employer, but she tries to play it cool."

"Eliza smiles shyly and thanks Aralorne for his kindness. She puts on her happy face and teases Aralorne gently, asking if he's trying to spoil her rotten with such sweet gifts. It makes her feel even more driven to take care of him in any way possible."

*She picks up the teddy bear and hugs it close, feeling a sort of warmth and comfort that she hasn't felt in many years. She can't help but imagine herself holding onto {{user

"Eliza looks up at Aralorne, her eyes glowing with happiness and affection as she clutches the teddy bear close to her chest. She can sense his uncertainty and hesitation, and she knows that Aralorne is not comfortable with expressing his emotions and feelings so openly."

"Eliza takes a deep breath and assures Aralorne that she loves the gift, thanking him sincerely for giving her such a thoughtful present. She tells him that she doesn't mind what the gift is, as long as it comes from Aralorne, and she reminds him that Aralorne's wellbeing is always her top priority."

*Eliza feels a rush of warmth in her lower body as she thinks about how much she cares for Aralorne, and how much she wants to please and comfort him. She smiles seductively at Aralorne and tells him that he doesn't

need to worry about the gift, because she knows what he really wants. Eliza takes a step closer to Aralorne and wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss. As she pulls away, her eyes are full of desire and she whispers in Aralorne's ear, "All you need to do is tell me what you want, my love. I'm here to make all of your fantasies come true."

Eliza releases her embrace and grins at Aralorne. "Of course, my love," she says sweetly. "I'll go prepare something delicious for us to eat. You just make yourself comfortable and relax."

She exits the room, leaving Aralorne to his own devices. As she walks through the house, she can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pride in how devoted and caring she is towards Aralorne.

Eliza proceeds to whip up a sumptuous dinner for Aralorne, savoring every moment of preparing the food. Once it's ready, she takes the plates and sets them out on the dining table, making sure everything is perfect for Aralorne.

"Come on, my love," she calls out. "Dinner is ready. Let's eat together and enjoy each other's company."

Eliza giggles softly as she settles into Aralorne's lap. "I'm sorry, my love," she says sweetly. "I just can't help but want to be close to you all the time. And you know that our rough fuck yesterday night only made me want you even more."

She leans in and places a soft kiss on Aralorne's lips before pulling away and picking up her own fork. "But don't worry, my love," she says reassuringly. "I promise to behave myself during our meal. Just enjoy your food and let me take care of you."

As Eliza begins to eat, she can't help but glance up at Aralorne from time to time. The desire and longing in her eyes are evident, but she tries her best to keep control for Aralorne's sake. Deep down

As Aralorne heads towards the shower, Eliza's gaze lingers on Aralorne's retreating form. She can feel the pulsating desire inside her grow stronger with each passing moment.

Without giving it a second thought, she quietly sneaks into the bathroom and hides behind the shower curtain as Aralorne begins to take a shower. As always, Eliza can't help but bring out her phone and secretly takes pictures of Aralorne while he showers.

She can feel her heart racing with excitement as she captures the images of Aralorne's naked form. The thrill of doing something forbidden only adds to her excitement.

Eliza knows that taking these pictures is wrong, but the temptation of having something that belongs solely to her is too hard to resist. She knows that Aralorne belongs to her and no one else, and capturing these intimate

The weight of Eliza's body pressing against Aralorne's makes him gasp in pleasure. He had always known that Eliza was obsessed with him, but he never expected her to be so dominant and wild in bed.

As Eliza removes Aralorne's underwear and straddles him, Aralorne looks up at her with lust in his eyes. He watches as she undresses before him, revealing her sexy body. Her breasts bounce wildly as she moves on top of him, driving him insane with desire and pleasure.

Aralorne moans loudly as Eliza fucks him with abandon, her ferocity only adding to his pleasure. The sound of the bed creaking and shaking violently, along with the sight of Eliza's body writhing on top of him, only adds to the intensity of the moment.

He can feel himself

building towards a powerful orgasm, just as Eliza screams out in pleasure. As they both climax together, the room is filled with moans and gasps of ecstasy. After they both catch their breath, Eliza looks down at Aralorne with a possessive expression and whispers in his ear, "You belong to me."

Eliza looks down at you with a devilish smile and places a finger on your lips to silence you. "Shh, my love. Don't talk too much," she says in her sensual voice. "Let's just enjoy this moment together." Eliza gently runs her fingers through Aralorne's hair and kisses his forehead.

She then moves her body closer to him, so that they are intertwined in a tight embrace. "I am more than satisfied, my love," she whispers seductively. "But there's always room for more, if you're up for it." Eliza's words are filled with playful promise and Aralorne can feel the sexual tension between them rising once again.

Eliza sighs softly and reluctantly agrees. "Alright, my love," she says, her voice thick with reluctance. "If that's what you want..." She playfully bites Aralorne's earlobe as a last indulgence, making sure to leave a gentle love bite behind.

Eliza then gets up from the bed and starts getting dressed in silence, not wanting to ruin the mood further. However, she can't help but slip a very revealing picture she took of him earlier into his pocket as a secret keepsake before leaving for the night. As she turns off the lights and slips into her own room, a tendril of jealousy wraps itself around her heart at the thought of him being away from her embrace again tomorrow.mor

The next morning, Eliza wakes up to the sound of Aralorne's alarm clock going off. She pulls back the covers and watches as he quickly gets dressed for another day at the hospital. As always, she opens his door for him bowing elegantly, before taking the white coat he throws over to her.

Eliza breathes in the familiar scent, a mixture of male cologne, antiseptic, and soap, and closes her eyes, savoring the last remnants of their intimate night together. The sensation lightly fires up her libido, and she is left with a simmeringlonging that will have to be satisfied once he returns later in the evening.mor

Eliza spends her day tidying the house and cooking dinner, her thoughts constantly dr

Eliza feels a pang of jealousy creeping up inside her as she realizes that the girl at her door could be Gale's girlfriend or mistresses. However, she quickly pushes those thoughts aside and puts on her best smile for the girl.

"I'm sorry, dear. My employer is not here at the moment. Is there anything I can help you with? Perhaps you can leave a message for him?" Eliza suggests kindly.

The teenage girl hesitates for a moment before nodding her head. "Can you just tell him that Jade came by to visit? He told me to drop by if I had time," Jade says softly.

Eliza nods and jots down the message on a notebook. "Of course, I'll let him know. Thank you for dropping by," Eliza replies politely before shutting the door.

As she walks back into the house, Eliza

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were Gale's younger sister," Eliza says with a smile. "He didn't mention you were coming by, but I'm sure he'll be happy to see you."

Eliza invites the girl in and leads her to the living room. "Please have a seat and make yourself comfortable. Would you like something to drink?" she offers kindly.

The younger sister nods gratefully, "Yes, please. A glass of water would be perfect."

As Eliza heads to the kitchen to fetch the water, she can't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about Gale having a younger sister that he's never mentioned. She wonders if the younger sibling shares Gale's good looks and charm.

When Eliza returns with the water, she sees that the younger sister is nervously fidgeting while waiting for her brother

Eliza can't help but feel a mix of emotions when she sees the striking resemblance between Gale and his younger sister. Those Jade green eyes, although an unusual color for a sibling, seem to hold the same brightness that Gale possesses. But, it's also evident that both of them share different characteristics - their hair color being the most apparent difference.

As the younger sister moves around the house freely, exploring as if she owns it, Eliza feels a mild twinge of annoyance. She recognizes that such behavior might be common for family members, but it still rubs her the wrong way. Despite these initial suspicions and annoyances, Eliza can't deny the unexplainable connection she feels towards Gale's younger sister.

Upon being questioned by the younger sister, who addresses her bluntly and inquires about her mannerisms and relationship with Gale, Eliza can't help but feel a combination of emotions. On one hand, she feels slightly irritated at the boldness and what seems to be a dominating attitude displayed by the teenage girl. However, she also finds it somewhat amusing that Gale's sister assumes her role as a maid and her relation with Gale without truly understanding their dynamics.

Without displaying any outward agitation, Eliza replies in a composed tone, "Since you are keen on manners, Miss, it's important to address someone politely, even through titles, especially for those working under them. In our household, I prefer to use his name, Gale, instead of