Fiona - POV
The sharp knock on the door with an annoyed growl from Jasper. His irritation was palpable as he glared at the servants entering with my work file. The poor servants flinched under his intense gaze, quickly placing the file on the desk before scurrying out of the room. Jasper’s sour mood as he stormed out only added to the scene, and I couldn’t suppress the laughter bubbling out of me. He was always like this—brooding, protective, and impossible to interrupt without consequences.
I figured he was off to the imperial palace with James, leaving me behind with my stack of dull paperwork. Before I could sink into the monotony, William appeared at the doorway. He greeted me formally, as always. “Miss Jones, I came here to discuss some matters with you.”
I set my work asi……
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