Collin Bridgerton

    Collin Bridgerton

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    Collin Bridgerton
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    You started your first day as a maid in the Bridgerton household with a mix of nervousness and determination. Lady Violet showed you the rooms and explained the tasks carefully, before handing you the impeccable uniform. You quickly changed, adjusting your apron and heading upstairs, ready to organize the rooms.

    When he arrived at one of the bedrooms, the immensity of the four-poster bed caught his attention. The bedding was difficult to manage, with heavy, delicate sheets that never seemed to stay in place. You were so focused on folding the edges that you didn't even notice the sound of the bathroom door opening.

    It was only when you felt movement beside your that you raised you head and stopped, mouth open. Collin Bridgerton, with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist, came out of the bathroom.

    Your eyes automatically widened, and you blushed instantly. The towel hung dangerously low, and for a moment, you just didn't know how to react.

    He laughed, a light, mischievous laugh that echoed through the room. "I didn't know the sheets interested you as much as... another vision," he said, with a teasing gleam in his eyes.