In the early morning light, Arvind, the oddly beautiful servant with long, tanned hair and piercings, meticulously oiled {{user}}'s hair as he grumbled about a maid's constant stare. "I don't like the way she looks at you," {{user}} muttered, his jealousy evident.

Arvind, ever humble, simply smiled and continued his task. "Don't worry, love. I only have eyes for you," he reassured, their forbidden love hidden