CHAPTER 14

ADRIANNA’S POV

“Anything else I can do for you, miss?” The maid raised her brows inquiringly, glancing at my hold on her wrist before looking back at me.

Realizing I was holding her a little too tight, I pulled my hand away reflexively and curled my fingers, an apologetic look on my face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

“It’s fine, it was nothing,” she said with a reassuring smile, though she gave me a confused look.

My grip had troubled her. The flicker of ...