Bored Gamer in Other Worlds-Chapter 1061 One Night

Jade’s mind wandered as she remained in her bowed position. She thought about the contrast between the grim reality she had feared and the unexpected gentleness she had encountered.

The pleasure house had promised a future of endless encounters with strangers, a life of objectification and dehumanization.

But being purchased by Clark, someone who had treated her with dignity, made her feel that perhaps there was a glimmer of hope.

As the minutes passed, Jade gradually straightened up, her heart lighter than it had been since her arrival at the pleasure house.

The realization that she had been spared from an immediate and degrading fate filled her with a sense of cautious optimism.

She knew that her future was still uncertain, but for tonight, she had been granted a reprieve.

She gazed around the room, now feeling a strange sense of calm. The lavish surroundings, though still unfamiliar, no longer seemed as intimidating.

The thought that serving one man, especially one like Clark, might be preferable to the grim alternative of serving many, brought her a measure of solace.

Jade allowed herself a moment to dream of a different future, a life where she could reclaim some semblance of control and dignity.

She settled into her new quarters, the weight of her experiences still fresh but overshadowed by a newfound sense of hope.

As she prepared for bed, she reflected on how far she had come from the girl who had first entered the pleasure house, her heart filled with a tentative sense of peace.

That night, Jade slept with a smile on her face, a rare sensation of contentment washing over her. The peace she felt was unfamiliar but welcome, like a comforting balm to the anxieties that had plagued her.

For the first time in a long while, she allowed herself to rest without fear, dreaming of possibilities she hadn’t dared to imagine.

Morning arrived with a gentle light filtering through the curtains, and Jade stirred from her slumber. As she blinked awake, a moment of panic gripped her.

For a fleeting second, she feared she was still in the pleasure house, confined in a cold, dark room. The memory of the night before seemed like a fleeting dream, too surreal to be real. freewebnσvel.cѳm

But as she collected her thoughts and remembered the kindness Clark had shown her, the disorientation faded, replaced by a rush of relief and disbelief.

"I need to get up!" Jade murmured to herself, shaking off the remnants of sleep and the lingering dread of her past.

She sprang from the bed, the soft warmth of the blankets contrasting sharply with her previous fears.

With a sense of urgency, she took a quick bath, letting the warm water soothe her nerves and wash away the last traces of her worries.

Dressed in simple, comfortable clothing, Jade approached the closet in her new room.

Her eyes widened in astonishment as she opened the doors to reveal an impressive array of women’s wear neatly arranged inside.

The closet was filled with elegant dresses, delicate robes, and luxurious fabrics, each piece more beautiful than the last.

The sight was overwhelming—a stark contrast to the drab and confining garments she had worn at the pleasure house.

"Was this always here?" Jade wondered aloud, her curiosity piqued by the unexpected abundance.

She hesitated for a moment, then carefully selected a few dresses, admiring how they seemed to fit her perfectly.

The garments were not only exquisite but also seemed tailored to her exact measurements, enhancing her natural grace and beauty.

She tried on several outfits, each one fitting her flawlessly, and marveled at how the fabric felt against her skin.

She was tempted to try on every dress, to revel in the luxury she had never experienced before, but then she remembered her responsibilities.

The realization hit her: she needed to prepare breakfast for her new master, a task she was eager to undertake as a way to show her gratitude.

With renewed purpose, Jade left the room, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. The grandeur of the house was both awe-inspiring and daunting.

The corridors were adorned with exquisite artwork and richly woven tapestries, each step echoing softly on the polished marble floors.

The opulence of her surroundings was a stark reminder of how different her life was now compared to just a day ago.

Navigating the sprawling estate, Jade made her way to the kitchen. The space was immaculate, equipped with the finest appliances and a wide range of ingredients.

As she prepared breakfast, she took a moment to appreciate the luxury around her.

The kitchen, with its gleaming countertops and well-stocked shelves, felt like a world away from the grim reality she had left behind.

Jade paused for a moment, contemplating what to prepare for breakfast.

Despite having lived a life of relative privilege before, her family had always employed chefs to handle the cooking, which left Jade with only the most basic skills in the kitchen.

Her culinary experience was limited to preparing simple dishes like rice and boiling eggs—tasks she had learned out of necessity but had never had the chance to expand upon.

She took a deep breath, reminding herself not to let the situation overwhelm her. There was no need to overcomplicate things, she decided.

She would prepare a meal that was within her capability and hope that it would be sufficient. She focused on the familiar dishes she knew how to make and added a pot of tea to complete the breakfast.

With measured precision, she cooked the rice, boiled the eggs, and brewed the tea, putting her best effort into each step.

The scent of the cooking filled the kitchen, mingling with the aroma of the tea as it steeped. Jade carefully arranged the food on a large tray, making sure everything was neatly presented.

The meal was simple, but she hoped it would be appreciated. Once everything was set, she picked up the tray, its weight a reminder of the responsibility she had taken on.