Rhea POV
“Good morning,” Damian replied to my greeting as he started walking toward me, while Dorian stayed exactly where he was.
“My face is up here,” Damian added when he got close enough, and I forced myself to lift my gaze like he said, mentally screaming at myself not to look at the man standing on the other side.
“Good morning, brother,” Kale greeted from beside me while Damian’s eyes swept over me slowly like he was assessing me. Then he suddenly asked,
“Is this the one?”
My breath hitched at his words, and I glanced at Kale with a questioning look.
He didn’t wait for an answer. “This is the maid you keep getting in trouble for?” His mouth curved into a wicked grin. “I thought you were stupid, but I’ll admit—you’ve got taste.”
It was at that moment I realized what he meant. M
