As Marcus positioned himself before them, his gaze alternated between Millie and Harlan, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that communicated lethal intent. Millie, sensing his fury, braced herself for the storm unleashed.

His inquiry resonated in a cold, unrelenting tone.

“What transpired in my absence?” Marcus’ directness carried a subtle accusation, as if Millie and Harlan had engaged in covert machinations behind his back.

Attempting to offer an explanation, Harlan interjected, his hand alighting on Marcus’ shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie, his words directed at Millie’s benefit.

“Marcus, there’s no need for explanations. Despite her role as your maid, she is entitled to her privacy.”

“And what are you clutching?” Marcus’ focus remained unyielding as he redirected his inquiry.

treasury of intimate moments. Avoiding Marcus’

chagrin, “Why the anger? Be mindful not to distress my dear girlfriend. Remember, she is my future

shedding Harlan’s touch from his shoulder. A gaze harboring a potent mix of fury and suspicion

“What did you say?”

harboring an urge

registered the anomaly, his surprise

this vehement response? I merely noted her admirable qualities. It’s a shame for her to remain a mere maid in your household. I’ve resolved to pursue her, ask her to be my

conviction was unwavering; an ironclad

impossibility. Leave her be, or be

aura of tension enveloping him. His gaze shifted to Millie, who had swiftly retreated and began

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