Cyan woke up early the following morning. Moving with deliberate care, she untangled herself from Zach’s arm, which was wrapped snugly around her waist. They had only been sharing a bed for a few days, but she was already dangerously close to growing accustomed to his constant hold.She exhaled slowly before slipping out of the bedroom. Down in the kitchen, Silva was already on her feet, setting things up to prepare breakfast for the household."Good morning, Silva," Cyan greeted smoothly.The older woman offered a warm, welcoming smile. "Good morning, Ma'am. You’re up exceptionally early today.""I actually wanted to handle breakfast this morning," Cyan said, reaching for an empty apron. She was just about to slip it over her head when Silva swiftly intercepted her.Cyan blinked, looking at the housekeeper in confusion. "Is something wrong?"Silva took the apron, returned it to its hook, and gently guided Cyan toward the dining table, prompting her to sit. "Sir Zach gave strict orde
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