Gordon's gaze softened with quiet tenderness, his voice lowering to match.
Little Elliot trailed behind him, his small frame mesmerized by the sharp angles of the man's profile—radiating a majestic presence.
Only after tearing his eyes away did the boy finally take in the sprawling Hayworth estate. Goodness, it was enormous!
The rooms stretched endlessly, more like a luxury hotel than a home.
Gordon's footsteps were steady and deliberate, the firm tap-tap of leather soles against marble echoing like invisible weights pressing on everyone's hearts.
Elliot tried to match his stride, but when he glanced up, a gap had already widened between them. He broke into a tiny jog to catch up.
Servants bustled around the dining hall, all abuzz—the young master had returned.
Overnight, the entire
