12. Livv Markovs

Despite the hectic schedule because of the sudden illness of Roana, I get to experience what she had, her life, people being polite to you, the luxury, and I can say that it's much easier this way and I want it this way. 

I look at the maids who are now murmuring at each other, giggling my forehead furrowed. 

"Miss Roana," I can hear a man's voice behind me, to where I was sitting. I turn my head to look at the person behind me. "Who are you?" I ask him, I was now facing him. He has this arrogant smirk on his face, the thick well-carved brows deep-set blue colored of hooded eyes, pointed nose and slightly pouty lips, and well-defined jaws screaming looks and power. I raised a brow as I saw him look at me bluntly from head to toe.

"Are you done?" I ask him, I heard him cleared his throat and looked at me with amazement dancing in his eyes. "Feisty," He said, I folded my arms in my chest and look at