*Daisy*
Nearing midnight, I slip the key into the lock of the front door. Traveling to the residence in a car that carries the fragrance of bergamot and oranges has certainly done little enough to take my mind off Ace. Nor has dancing with a couple of fellows I know from affairs at my uncle’s or dancing with three I’ve met only tonight. I should have enjoyed the attention but have been preoccupied wondering at the reason Ace abruptly left me.
It's all for the good. I know that. We are working at cross-purposes. He is embroiled in affairs, and I am invested in ensuring he pays dearly for at least one of them.
Once inside, I head straight for his library, and upon my arrival there, curse myself for the disappointment that overcomes me because he isn’t about. Not sitting behind his desk or
