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~Alex's POV
After taking my bath, I stepped out of the shower, still fuming. The heat of my anger had not dissipated with the water; if anything, it had only intensified. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I walked back into my room, running a hand through my wet hair. That was when I saw one of the maids packing my dirty clothes into the laundry basket.
She turned quickly at my presence, her eyes widening before she bowed respectfully. "Good evening, sir."
I narrowed my eyes at her, something stirring within me as I took in her delicate features. "What's your name?" I asked, stepping closer.
"Rhoda, sir," she responded softly, keeping her gaze lowered.
"Bella," I repeated, the name rolling off my tongue in a way that felt right.
"It's Rhoda…" She tried to correct me but without thinking much, I moved even closer, tilting her chin up so that her eyes met mine. My fingers traced along her jawline, and then I leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss.
