A Sweet Beta

***Freya's POV***

He must have noticed that I was standing behind him, judging from how he turned around to look at me.

“Freya you're here,” he said with a smile but when his eyes traveled to what I was putting on, his smiling face slowly turned into sadness.

“Uhm, why did you bring a tray of breakfast?” I asked, hoping it's not what I was thinking.

“Oh,” he said, as if he had almost forgotten what he came for.

“You should have breakfast before you leave.”

“What? Tyler, you know I can't have breakfast until it's 9: AM.”

“And why not? Who gave the rules?”

“Well, uhm, that's the rule given to all maids.”

“And you consider yourself a maid?”

“But that's what I am. It's not something I can change because I want to.”

“But you are no maid.”

“Why do you say so?”

“Because you're not. You might do what my brother says, but I'm not going to let you be treated like a maid. I understand that there are limits to the things I can do for you since I'm under the command of my brother. But then, I