His Mansion, Her Heart: A Housemaid's Tale

spine. His presence exuded arrogance and entitlement, like

to see you here," he said, his

pite the unease I felt in his presence. "Hello,

attention to Alexander, his gaze filled with thinly veiled

ould sense the tension in the air, like two predat

celebrated," Alexander said,

the situation. "Ah, yes. The talented house

than to engage in a confrontation with him. He thrived on att

trying to diffuse the tension. "Gentlemen, let's keep the focus

to me, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Emma, I must say, your art is capt

trying to undermine my worth as a person, reduc

said, my voice steady, "but my worth isn'

d my defiance amusing. "Spoken like a true housemaid. But don't worr

h restrained anger. It was as if he was a silent prote

eking every opportunity to be near me and shower me with compliments. Bu

ng solace in the garden, hoping to escape the relentless pursuit of

dn't expect to find Alexander there, leaning a

, as if he had been wa

nerability in his presence. "It's overwhelming, isn't it? The

lot to take in, but I believe in you, Emma. Yo

e in the midst of a storm. "Thank you, Alexande

of understanding and companionship. In that moment, it was as if we were two sou

in each other's company, Charles's voice

picturesque," he said, his

r simmering beneath his composed exterior. But he rem

nt, Charles?" I asked, try

wanted to remind you, Emma, that I'll be waiting for you when this l

ay, leaving us standing there, the weight of hi

led over me. Charles's declaration of intent had stirred a whirlwind of emotions w

ne that could threaten to tear apart the delicate