“You heard me. The Boss wants you moved to the his quarters,” the maid said again.
Anna sat up slowly, confused and still dazed. “Why?”
The maid shrugged. “He didn’t say. Just told me to tell you to move to his quarters.”
Anna climbed down from the bed, her arms sore and her legs heavy with exhaustion. She rubbed her face, trying to stay awake. “Where is that?”
“Follow me,” the maid said, already turning toward the door with steady, practiced steps, not waiting to see if Anna was behind her.
“Let me take a quick shower first,” Anna said, her voice low, eyes still heavy with sleep.
The maid turned back and gave Anna a small nod. “Alright. I’ll wait for you outside.” Without another word, she stepped out and gently closed the door behind her.
Anna let out a soft sigh and moved toward
