Baron Percival had barely stepped foot inside the mansion when his thoughts immediately drifted to one person—Lily.
The moment he returned from his trip, he longed to see her, to make up for all the time he had been away. Without hesitation, he made his way to one of the guest rooms where he had heard she was working. As he reached the door, he smirked to himself and quietly pushed it open, stepping inside before shutting it behind him.
Lily, who had been dusting the shelves, gasped at the sudden sound. She spun around, her eyes wide with panic.
"Milord?" she breathed, clutching her chest.
Baron Percival chuckled at her reaction, stepping closer. "Did I startle you?"
Lily took a step back. "You shouldn't be here," she said, her voice uncertain.
