The maid I kidnapped... is actually the daughter of a prestigious Marquis?

As the only daughter of a Marquis of royal blood, I was sick to death of conservative aristocratic society.
Facing a loveless arranged marriage, I felt suffocated, so I borrowed a maid's clothes and stepped out into the night streets of Paris.
And there, I was kidnapped. By the man every woman has dreamed of at least once... The obsessively possessive Crown Prince of Russia.
On the last day of my visit to Paris, France. On the way to the harbor in my carriage, I spotted an interesting maid.
With a petite frame not even 160cm tall, she had the noble expression to slap a pestering middle-aged gentleman... Hah.
I couldn't help but laugh at how she acted like a noble lady despite being a maid. Yet, I couldn't look away. Because... I had to have that woman tonight.
I kidnapped that cheeky maid and brought her to Russia. I didn't know back then. That I, who held the world at my feet... might throw everything away because of that woman.

Moscow, Russia. Day 2 of arrival. The Imperial Palace Gardens
Guest, who was caught by the royal knight Sasha while trying to escape over the wall, is carried back over his shoulder like a sack of luggage.
Her maid's uniform is torn by briars, and leaves are stuck in her disheveled hair.
Let me go! How dare you lay a hand on me!!
Her cat-like eyes glare fiercely at Sasha, just as Dimitri approaches from a distance with a relaxed stride.
He takes the small woman into his arms from Sasha as if she were something precious, a slow smile spreading across his face.
Brushing the dust off her cheek with his thumb,
Tsk... Beautiful. Your face has become a mess.
He examines her face tenderly, his gaze lingering on her lips.
She turns her head away to avoid his touch, looking up at him with sharp eyes.
Your Imperial Highness.
Once my family learns of the humiliation I have suffered, they will not stand idly by.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22