#worker!peeta

[kdlovehg]

The man under the sheets - new everlark fic SSS

So as I’m currently enjoying writing this, I thought I might as well show an extended SSS of it. Because I’m a tease. Or on a writing spree. Either will do. :)

Inspired by A royal vow of convenience by Sharon Kendrick.

Summary: The leaves flying off the trees signal the hovercrafts return, and most importantly - Peeta's new boss, sending him scurrying back to the kitchen. If only he knew that avoiding royal scrutiny would leave him the focus of the infamous millionaire's searing gaze. Resistance, though is futile for Katniss, and a forbidden man's lies may bind the two together in an unbreakable vow.

SSS:

Katniss Everdeen. Even her name was alluring. I've overheard many of the staff talking about her, in cautious whispers when she's near and shameless shouts when she's away. But its always the same, each word about her is a tease, a warning - because she's unobtainable.

So I choose to keep quiet. Ask nothing about her. Privacy and tales of lies have always been my forte. They disguise me, and my choice of modest clothing allows me to disappear. Almost.

I just didn't expect her to be so...mesmerising.

[kdlovehg]

The man under the sheets - new Everlark fic SSS

So for my latest writing, currently over 3900 words excluding the summary and authors note, I’ve done a quick SSS for you all even though I posting it in a few minutes. Featuring rich katniss and employee peeta.                                                           

Inspired by A royal vow of convenience by Sharon Kendrick.

Summary: The leaves flying off the trees signal the hovercrafts return, and most importantly - Peeta's new boss, sending him scurrying back to the kitchen. If only he knew that avoiding royal scrutiny would leave him the focus of the infamous millionaire's searing gaze. Resistance, though is futile for Katniss, and a forbidden man's lies may bind the two together in an unbreakable vow.

SSS:

“I wasn’t born here. I suppose I inherited my mother’s personality”.

She takes a sip. “Well either way you’re quite clever for someone who chose to work in the kitchens.”

“Forgive me. I didn’t realise I’d have to forget everything I’ve learned in order to pass as a rich woman’s servant”. My lips twitch at the challenge in her eyes.

“Is this a game to you Peeta?” she whispers.

A shiver rolls down my spine. “I suppose I’m just eager to learn. Besides, there are worse to play… and it’s Mr Crane. Please” I repeat.