And the person bathing him…
Wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near him.
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Emily.
The new housemaid.
Young, quiet, dressed in a simple lavender uniform with her sleeves rolled up, her hair loosely tied back as if she had rushed into something without preparation. There was nothing about her that suggested authority, nothing that aligned with the carefully curated staff Marcus trusted with his son.
And yet, there she was.
Bathing him.
Touching him.
Caring for him.
Marcus felt anger rise instantly, sharp and uncontrollable.
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