Chapter 65

"Sir Derinem," I was shocked and confused seeing him in the manor, my frozen pupils refusing to waver as it stuck on him in a black polo, hairy muscular legs in a black pair of shorts.

I let my focus return to his face, where he stood still, staring at me. Heat rose to my cheeks and forehead; the air suddenly felt hot against my nose, and I swooned.

Behind me, Lina coughed very loud. Hearing her voice, I suddenly realized why she was fidgety when I knocked on her door. Luca had been in.

I turned my head to the counter, praying he would shift his gaze from my body. His scrutiny was heavy, and it was all over me.

He then walked past me to the sink, smelling of fresh soap, grabbed a mug, and poured a dose of coffee before pulling the plug out of the socket.

The quietness in the kitchen was getting me nervous; I seriously needed to get out before maestro came in; if he ever would, the kitchen was a place you'd never find him in.

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