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Sophia stepped into Alex’s study just as some brunette maid came rushing out, practically bowling her over in her haste to escape. The girl’s face was flushed, and her little bosom was heaving.

“Careful there,” Sophia said, but the maid was already halfway down the hall and didn’t even bother to apologize.

How rude.

Sophia smoothed down her dress and entered the study, where Alexander was standing by his desk looking somewhat bewildered. She’d come here to make amends–their last few conversations hadn’t exactly gone well, and she was tired of being on the outs with him.

“Alex,” she said, holding up a small wrapped box, “I brought you something. A peace offering.”

He looked up, and she could see the weariness in his green eyes. “Sophia. What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to apologize for the other night. I know I was… difficult.” She set the box on his desk. “It’s that expensive whiskey you like. The one from overseas.”

Alex glanced at the gift but didn’t reach for it. “That’s thoughtful of you.”

“What was all that about?” Sophia asked, nodding toward the door. “Your maid looked like she’d seen a

ghost.”

Alex ran a hand through his red hair, and for a moment, something that might have been amusement

flickered across his face. “I think she might have a crush on me,” he said, sinking into his chair.”

The words stabbed Sophia directly in the heart. “What?”

“She asked me some very personal questions about my marriage. Whether I was happy, that sort of thing.”

Alex shook his head. “Very inappropriate for staff.”

“Indeed.” Sophia forced herself to smile even though she felt a storm of rage building beneath her skin. Another woman was interested in Alex? Another threat to deal with? “How… awkward for you.”

“Yeah.” Alex finally picked up the whiskey. “Thank you for this. It was unnecessary, but I appreciate the

gesture.”

“Of course.” Sophia took a step back. “Well, I should let you get back to your work.”

It didn’t take Sophia long to find her. The girl was on her hands and knees in the main foyer, scrubbing the

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in a plain maid’s uniform with her hair tied back,

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waist, perfect face. She looked like she could be Sophia’s younger sister, if Sophia had been blessed

This was a problem.

drive a wedge between Alex and Ella. She’d destroyed that hideous old locket at the charity auction, spread rumors about their marriage, physically assaulted Ella, had done

had worked. If anything, Alex seemed more

now there was someone new. Another beautiful woman in his house, asking personal questions about his love life. A woman who was young and grateful and probably eager to

would be.

pretty girl like this living in his house, not even the stoic Alpha Alex would be able to resist

couldn’t let that

her perfect ass as she

Too bad.

plant that sat

foot back and kicked

Dirt and ceramic shards scattered across the

maid looked

“Oops,” Sophia said.

Ella

Lilith in the kitchen, kneading bread dough. She looked up when I entered, her

there in my nightgown with my robe open in

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You’ll make yourself even sicker standing there. How

into one of the chairs at the

to sit beside me. She seemed to produce a cup of steaming tea and one of those dry but tasty little biscuits for

words made my chest tighten all over again. I’d been trying not to think about it, but now the image

across

the only thing I had of hers,” I said quietly. “The only thing that connected me to

over and pulled me into her arms, and I let her. I buried my face in her

her,” I sobbed. “She died when I was just

left. The only thing that

stroked my hair, making soothing sounds. “It’s

Lilith just held me, not trying to

would be okay. She

tears finally stopped, I pulled back and wiped my face with my sleeve. “I’m sorry. I’m

mess.”

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