Chloe Aidenfell was once an earl’s daughter. Overnight, she became the daughter of a criminal. The person who bought her at auction was the very last person she wanted to see: Charlotte Veselan, the duke’s daughter.
“From today on, you belong to me.”
Taken to the Royal Academy as her personal maid, Chloe swore she would never bow her head.
But something was off. Why did Charlotte always happen to step in front of her, even when she was supposedly giving her a hard time? Why did hot tea and a blanket appear on her desk late at night, despite all those cold remarks?
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I just don’t want my things to look too shabby.”
“Yeah, right.”
Two stubborn girls, and a bond that began with misunderstanding. The truth lies hidden in all the tenderness Charlotte refuses to acknowledge.
It looks good, but why do I feel like I could have written it better in the early stages?