I am the Slave of the Marquis Who Lives Next Door

My whole house got moved.

“Move, Ella. Next to my house.”

To the marquis’ garden next door.

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“My body feels weird… Like something hot is boiling up inside me…”

“It’s because of the bokbunja wine. The heat will go away soon, just wait a little.”

Unbelievable.

The raspberry wine I made in the front yard to cured the villain’s incurable disease.

Thanks to that, I paid off my debts and my raspberry business is booming—but Ella knew her place.

‘Even if he keeps clinging to me and acting all flirty, once the original heroine appears, I’ll be tossed aside.’

After all, Ella had possessed in a minor character in a story…Wait—

No, that part didn’t matter.

What mattered was this:

‘Hayden is going to lose all his money to the heroine soon.’

Since she had moved in next to Hayden and started a business, Ella had to protect his money.

‘That money is my business investment!’

Romance could come later. Seriously.

But then, after drinking the raspberry wine, Hayden’s eyes looked strange.

“Every time you touch me, this crazy heat stirs inside me.”

Wait… Is this really because of the raspberry wine?