Se connecterThe soft knock on the bedroom door came not long after Alex left. Rose had only just finished sitting quietly on the edge of the enormous bed when several maids entered the room respectfully. “Good morning, Madam,” one of them greeted gently. Rose blinked slightly at the synchronized greeting bef
The room gradually settled back into silence after Rose’s embarrassing outburst. Morning sunlight continued pouring softly through the curtains while the faint scent of fresh linen and medicine lingered quietly in the air. Rose sat against the bed, still trying to recover from the emotional damage
Morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of the large bedroom, casting a warm glow across the quiet space. Rose stirred faintly beneath the blanket, her brows furrowing slightly as consciousness slowly returned to her. For several long seconds, her mind felt completely blank. Her bod
When the door finally closed softly, silence returned in the room. Only the faint sound of Rose’s breathing remained inside the dimly lit room. Alex leaned back slightly in the chair beside the bed, exhaustion finally beginning to settle into his body now that the immediate danger had passed. His
Not long after Rose was done changing her clothes, the family doctor arrived. Derek brought the doctor directly to Alex's room. “What happened?” the older doctor asked quickly, already motioning for the servants to clear the way. “She was drugged,” Alex replied coldly, not moving an inch as he sat
The bathroom was filled with steam, warmth and cold air blending together in a hazy mist that clung to every surface. The bathtub had already been prepared carefully, the water adjusted just enough to soothe Rose’s feverish body while helping stabilize the dangerous effects of the drug still lingeri
Ggregory leaned back in his chair, exhausted. He pinched the bridge of his nose before dialing Nancy. It didn’t even ring twice before she picked up. “Ms. Miller?” “Report?” she asked immediately. “Yes.” Gregory sighed. “It didn’t go well. Mr. Ashmore refuses to accept any termination. He claims
The servants moved quickly, taking bags and coats, while the family made their way inside the sprawling mansion. The interior hadn’t changed in decades—gold-trimmed walls, oil portraits of ancestors long gone, and the faint scent of old mahogany. Despite its grandeur, the tension hanging in the air
After several more minutes of bickering with Pamela — which consisted mostly of Pamela scolding while Donna grumbled under her breath like an irritated cat — Donna finally shifted her gaze to Rose. Her sharp eyes softened only by a fraction, but Rose noticed it. “Child, sit closer to me.” Donna
Alex sat in the back seat of his car as it glided smoothly through the early traffic, pale morning sunlight washing over the city and turning glass towers into golden pillars. A pair of thin-framed glasses rested on his nose—simple, elegant, and unfairly flattering—softening the cold edge of his fe







