40th birthday

Aurora's POV

Two weeks later,

“Do you think he will like it?” As I stared at the miserable cake I had spent hours secretly preparing in the kitchen, I murmured to Fox.

“Of course, he will,” Fox assured me, but I couldn’t believe him. This was my second attempt at preparing the cake, and I sucked at it.

“Trust me, Lord Frederick will love it,” Fox reassured me. I shrugged and picked up the cake. “Wish me luck,” I said and began making my way towards his study room. Every step I took made my heart skip a beat. Today was Lord Frederick's fortieth birthday, and I couldn’t believe it. How could he be forty and still look so young, hot, and breathtaking? He could easily lie to anyone that he was in his early thirties, and no one would doubt it. That's how good his genes were.

Reaching his door, I knocked but got no response. I knocked again, and this time, he answered, gesturing for whoever was at the door to come in. Smiling widely, I held the doorknob, pushed it open, and went i