The helpers and bodyguards couldn't help but wonder what had happened to their master. His white hoodie was completely stained with what appeared to be coffee or tea. Kieran cursed under his breath, he was already having a bad day now this human had succeeded in ruining it. He ignored their greetings as he walked into the mansion.
"Send a maid up to my room," Kieran ordered, his voice holding anger.
"Yes, master."The bodyguard noticed his master's eyes were dark and they held a glint of hunger.
As if not wanting to waste more time on him, Kieran went upstairs.
The bodyguard beckoned unto a maid carrying a tray back to the kitchen.
"Go and clean the master's bedroom before he returns."
Cold fear spiraled through her. She looked around. "Are you talking to me?"
The mere mention of the master's bedroom sent shivers down the spines of the helpers.
The bodyguard glared at her and snapped. "Who else is in this room besides me and you? "
