The sound of the curtains being pushed open along with the sudden bright light that penetrated through his eyelids along woke him up from his sleep.
With a low groan, Ghost turned over to bury his face in the pillow while he tried to go back to sleep.
When he heard someone moving around in the background, he grumbled, "Douglas...It's too early to clean…"
"I'm not Douglas."
The unfamiliar voice that had just spoken out loud caught his attention and he immediately sat up in bed.
The first thing he saw was the figure of a woman he had never met before.
He frowned as he watched her move from one end of the room to another.
"Is she a maid?" Ghost cocked his head as he thought.
She was dusting the room and opening the windows to air the room out...but she was not wearing any uniform.
He scratched his head as he thought, "She can't be one. Douglas would have fired her for not following protocol..."
