The female beta servant wearing a maid uniform consisting of a black dress with white trim, a full skirt below knee length draped with a white apron with deep and wide pockets underneath, sported a nervous face as she silently and carefully swept the broken pieces of the vase on a dust pan.
Her eyes darted at the reddish liquid that tainted the shiny granite tiles, a huge contrast to the floor's stark white color. She dared not lift her head, as the man behind the desk emanated a dangerous aura. The room was suffocating enough from the lingering pheromones, but the maid had no choice but to do her job.
She flinched and almost jumped in surprise after the door opened.
