ALLEN'S POV
The grand ball was in full swing. Everything was going great so far. The decorations were perfect. The food kept coming. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.
Couples danced gracefully on the dance floor. Laughter and clinking of glasses echoed around me. My eyes wandered over the crowd of people. Somewhere deep within, I cursed myself for looking.
I didn’t know what I was looking for—or rather, who.
Allison.
I growled under my breath and downed the rest of the wine in my glass. I had to stop this madness. She was just a maid, nothing more. A nobody in the grand scheme of this world. I was her superior. She was beneath me. I shouldn't even be thinking about her. But damn it, she occupied my thoughts like she was royalty. My eyes betrayed me, scanning the edges of the
