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ASHER'S POV

I was told by one of Alpha Enzo's guards to join him at dinner. I left my room and met my guards outside the door. Together, we walked towards the dining room.

As we entered the dining room, my eyes were immediately drawn to the large, ornate table that stood at its center. The table was made of dark, polished wood and was surrounded by high-backed chairs upholstered in rich, red velvet. The room was dimly lit by candelabra that hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the entire space.

The maids were busy serving the food, moving gracefully between the table and the kitchen. They wore simple, black dresses and white aprons, their hair pulled back in tight buns. They were efficient and silent, their movements almost choreographed as they placed plates of steaming food in front of each guest.

I could smell the delicious aroma of the food as I walked towards my seat, my mouth starting to water in anticipation. There was a variety of dishes on the table, includ
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