Chapter 7 Not at His Table

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Feet. They were approaching me. Immediately, my eyes fluttered open as my ears twitched to the sound of feet approaching me. I was a light sleeper and the tiniest noise could disrupt my sleep. I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep, my body resting on the wooden edges of the bed. My gaze slowly lifted and locked with the eyes of a different maid. I yawned drowsily and rubbed my eyes with the back of my palms. She cleared her throat at me and offered me a polite smile. "Dinner is ready. Please come downstairs to the dining room. Master wants to have dinner with you," she instructed. Master? My brows furrowed at her. Leonardo was just a cocky jerk. I'm not coming, I blurted out, standing up and lying on the soft mattress of the bed. She blinked several times as if trying to grasp wh

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