LIANA
I slowly approached my door, carefully measuring the distance, and he turned to my presence. A tight smile glinted on his lips.
“Where were you?” His deep voice asked.
“Ehm…I was busy recruiting maids. Do you need my help with something?”
“Show me the list of the maids you chose to serve Evie. I'm worried about her. She's not that easy to handle.” He muttered softly. Still, I couldn't shake off the eerie feeling from my shoulders. Something about him felt dangerous, extremely alarming.
“I handed over the list to Madam Linda. You can go and check with her.”
He stepped closer. “Until the wedding, you'll be receiving my requests.” Without warning, his fingers reached for my loose strand brushing the fabric of my dress inches above my chest.
I stumbled back.
“Be careful, Davina
