HIS REPUDIATED LUNA: Rejected Once, Wanted Again
His voice boomed out, the maids eyes shot up towards his face but she couldn't keep them on him for long.
Adam's gaze snapped back to the maid, his eyes narrowing as he demanded, "Who made the steak?"
The maid's eyes darted wildly around the terrace, as if searching for an escape or a savior. Her face had drained of all color, leaving her skin a sickly pale shade.
"I-I did," she stammered, her voice barely audible. Fear radiated from her very being, making her tremble like a leaf.
As Adam stood there, his eyes fixed intently on the maid, a powerful aura began to exude from him. It was as if the very air around him vibrated with an electric tension, crackling with an energy that commanded the
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