Tyler’s POV.
"Excuse me, sir, your guest has arrived," the maid who had just walked into my room said.
I was getting ready to go downstairs to get something to eat because ever since Xan had escorted the protesting Alicia out of the mansion, all I could think about was whether she was safe or not.
I looked up sharply at the maid. We weren't expecting the masked man until lunchtime, and I still had an hour or two before the appointed time.
"I'm sorry, what?" The look on my face must have scared her because she took a step backward as her eyes darted around the room in search of what I assumed was an escape route even though she had walked in through one.
"The...the...the...guest that you..." She swallowed hard, so hard that I heard the gulping sound even though I was a bit far away fro
