Chapter 12 (1/2)

Good, since she’d found new subject matter, it was now time to scrap her original manuscript and undergo some extensive editing!

Vivian organized the novel’s story in her head and began to create the appropriate plot and development. She felt like she wanted to cry bloody tears at the thought of having to write the novel again from scratch, but it wasn’t too terrible when she thought of the quality of the final product. It wasn’t as if she was currently in need of money either, so she had a lot of time.

Thatcher, that guy said he couldn’t get it up even one bit……. Will he be able to say the same thing with this version of the novel?

“Huh…..I’ll make him cum everywhere from just a novel.”

Vivian gripped her fists tightly as she muttered words that others would have never uttered out loud. She returned the stacked books back to their place, sorted the new books, and updated the list of books. Of course, her work would be better described as organizing compared to what the librarians did.

To be honest, there is no other job with this must leisure.

The only sacrifice Vivian made was to come to the library at night and switch her sleeping patterns to sleep in the middle of day rather than at night. Working at the Royal Library included books that were hard to procure, and the work itself was rather leisurely, enough to allow her to idly work on other things in her free time.

The only disadvantage was on the days she held both the night and day shifts, her fatigue would double. It was at that moment when Vivian was dozed on and off and yawned lazily while she ordered the books neatly.

“Haa!”

The familiar moans of a particular woman could be faintly heard further inside of the library.

The sky bore an increasingly dense darkness as the night wore on and even the moonlight was covered by clouds; it was a dark and gloomy night. Despite being a different day, the woman from last week who raised Vivian’s imagination was making a similar sound. No, it was the same sound.

It was most definitely the moans of the same woman. She was sure that the sound was so raw that it could sweep one off their feet.

Vivian could feel the chills crawl up her spine at the sound.