EMILIA was unsure of her place in the agreement she had with Tyron. If she showed him that she was only forced into the agreement, he might end it, rendering her sacrifice useless. Henry could also be imprisoned. On the other hand, if she excelled in her service, Tyron would be pleased, prolonging the agreement, with no clear end in sight.
She was lost. But one thing was certain: no matter what she did, she would lose because she was at Tyron Patterson's mercy. She had to follow his wishes, whether she wanted to or not. He was right after all, he was the master and she was the servant.
"If looks could kill, I'd be dead right now. So stop glaring at me, Miss Green."
Emilia averted her gaze from Tyron and cleared her throat. She hadn't realized how intensely she was staring at him.
"I'm
