Between the Lines of Love

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keletal branches swayed under a pale gray sky, their creaks and groans adding a haunting undertone to the otherwis

ut ambition and uncertainty. Today marked the beginning of her new life-working for the Davenport family as the

e mansion came into view, and Elena was momentarily struck by its sheer size: a sprawling, stone fortress

e a voice as s

he front entrance, his hair the color of polished mahogany and his smile sharp

erself shaking his hand. His grip was firm, conf

s in the dim light. His voice carried the kind of authority that made you fe

g, handsome, and far too self-assured for Elena's liking. This was her first

or with a practiced ease. "Don't worry. You'll find that

in her head as th

marble floors, and crystal chandeliers that refracted the pale light streaming in from the tall windows

the weight of the house, its walls steeped in history and secrets. She tried to focus on her job-keeping th

e left of the hallway. His voice was light, but there was an edge of expectation in it. "The staff

spond, another voice

't about

oward the voice. Standing at the far end of the hallway was another man. His hair was darker, his face angul

This is Lucas Hayes," he said, with a note of distance i

and warmth, Lucas had a kind of coldness that made Elena feel like she was being dissected. He wasn

lighter again. He gestured toward the staff quarters without wait

s footsteps retreating int

on unreadable. Elena could feel his gaze, sharp and pierci

ce low and quiet, sending another shiver down her spine

feel her throat tighten. She didn't know whether she should sp

eared into the shadows, leaving Elena alone with nothing but

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She unpacked in silence, the sound of her movements filling the air. Her hands trembled as

about her job, her fresh start, and the moment she had encountered the two

eeling Lucas had given her: the feeling of

ng that this was just the beginning of a far more c