14

I groaned at the sound of the door opening, can this day end already?

I’m begging at this point. I’ve never had a more eventful day in my twenty years of leaving.

Or a worse one.

I’d come back to the room, pissed, my heart pounding in my chest, cursing at Ian and my tendency to get the short end of the stick. I was surprised to find another maid there and in no mood for company, she introduced herself as Alice or was it Amelia?

Asking if I needed help changing or if I’d like to wait for Ian. I sent her away with a simple “no” and I meant that to both, I could damned well undress myself, and I prayed I didn't have to see Ian for a while, clearly my prayers went unanswered as he is here not less than an hour later.

I flip on the light closest to me.

“Good to see you’re settling in nicely” he is dressed the same as he was in his office earlier, sans bow tie, his pants tucked into his pants, a black belt at his trim waist, and a hand in his pocket.

He looked so good it was irri