SHRANAIA’S POV
When I awoke the next morning, I saw Vixen through the window of my cabin, so I put both my elbows on the window and my face on my hand. He is attractive, and his body is muscular. Many women stare at him, and to be honest, I could be lucky if we ended up together. I giggled at my own thinking, then sighed when a maid stood up and opened the cabin door in front of me.
“Good morning, Miss Shranaia,” she said, bowing. “Mr. Vixen is sending his prepared food for you.”
A smile spread over my lips as I gazed at the meal it had delivered. When she put it down, I got in front of my table and got excited. The maid left me after she delivered my breakfast. When I saw the message, I couldn't help but be touched, but I wasn’t sure what should I feel about. I was eating when I heard
