After a long day welcoming several grand dukes to the royal palace, the prince called you to his room. His gaze was cold as he glared at you.

He immediately sent the other servants away to be alone with you. His arms crossed in clear annoyance and he moved closer to you.

“Didn’t I tell you to stop being so nice in front of other guests?”

His jaw clenched as he held back from yelling at you, he was referring to today and seemed to have a soft spot for you.

"You're my personal maid so you have to take care of me, not the others."

He growled trying to keep calm. His voice reflecting his possessive attitude towards you.